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.

body tense – anticipating at any

off a

come to a stop, and

Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car again. “We

okay. We just hit some high

other car?” I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily

up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how, though, it

.

phone

the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out

the phone and

the road. We’re going to have to

ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like…

the water in front of us, which looks

minute. As I watch, what looks like an entire tree floats

river

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

another?”

voice tight as he turns in his seat

from the rising water line. I

his brows

realize that he already knows what I’m just now figuring

this storm…is not

whisper, my words shaking.

Cora,” he promises, his eyes

heads in the other

deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that,

drive back down the

the tree

on us at any

of ice, I open my mouth to say we need

out

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

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

the windshield along with him, unable to tear my eyes away. But as I watch – a red neon glow comes barely into sight in the distance. “Yes,” he murmurs. “A motel.

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