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.

whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into a

a cliff

slow, and then come to a stop, and I peek

Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but

we’re okay. We just

gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out

up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of

.

ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone

separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but

Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to

across the road. We’re going to have

I ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We

the water in

looks like an entire tree

river

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

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and

from the rising water line. I watch him,

doesn’t, his brows

then, suddenly, I realize that he already knows what

this storm…is

I whisper, my words

promises, his eyes on the road as he turns the

the other direction. “Do you

out of this. But instead

we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not

and the tree limbs whip wildly

us at

pieces of ice, I open my mouth to

out of

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

at once more anxious and simultaneously relieved. I want to stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting for us when we stop? Something is fighting to

his words fade off as he looks. I wait, holding my breath, not wanting to interrupt his concentration, looking out. the windshield along with him,

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