Alpha Dom and His Human Surrogate by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 321

#Chapter321 – The Storm

Cora

The weather, bizarrely, gets worse as we drive. I’m usually not skittish about driving in bad weather, by as the miles pa*s I feel myself getting more and more anxious. The water pounds against the windshield and thunder booms around us, lightening flashing through. the forests through which we drive.

“What the hell is this,” Roger growls, leaning forward to look up into the sky. “I can’t believe it’s lasted this long and it’s raining harder, not letting up..

“Can you even see?” I ask, my hands gripping the leather of my seat anxiously now as I

stare out the windshield in front of us. To me it looks like a vast sheet of grey water with

the occasional flare of the guard car’s brake lights ahead of us.

wwwwww

“I can see,” Roger murmurs in reply, a little annoyed, apparently, that I’d even call his skills

into question. I roll my eyes at this, but trust him there must be something about his

wolf senses that can see into the road ahead of us that my eyes cannot make out. Still,

despite my trust, I’m anxious. We could run into another car, or a fallen tree, or a lost animal at any moment – how could we even see it coming?

My phone lights up in the cupholder next to me and I release my grip on my seat to grab it,

looking at the new text from Ella. “Roger,” I say, anxious, glancing at him. “Ella says it’s not

even raining at home what –

I

–

But suddenly the car lurches, skidding sideways a little I see the diver’s wheel shift in

Roger’s hands, moving without his control – hear him curse under his breath as the car

hydroplanes and drifts at high speed to our left. I give a little shriek, pressing my eyes.

anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into

a cliff

then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

but in control of the car

We just

I gasp, still freaked out,

it,” he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead

.

phone now, speaking to the guards in

of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they

Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to

the road. We’re going to have

my eyes wide with anxiety. “We

water in front

the minute. As I watch, what looks like

a river

fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one

another?”

don’t know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts

the rising water line. I watch

his brows

suddenly, I realize that he already knows what

storm…is not

whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

his eyes on the road as

and heads in the other direction. “Do

I know it, deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we retrace the

drive back down the road, though, the storm

us and the tree limbs whip wildly

us at

of ice, I

get out of

to it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs,

ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting for us when we stop? Something is

wait, holding my breath, not wanting to interrupt his concentration, looking out. the windshield along with him, unable to tear my eyes away. But as I watch – a red neon glow comes barely into

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