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.

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

off a cliff

to a stop,

all right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of

We just hit

other car?” I gasp, still

picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us.

.

on his phone now,

stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a

good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning

going to have to backtrack and find a

eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford

eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of us, which

watch, what looks like an entire tree floats by

a river across

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

another?”

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

water line. I watch him,

his brows knit

already knows what

storm…is

my words

to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on

other direction.

trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in

back down the road, though, the storm does

us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening

on us

golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth

get out of

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

know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this

remember…” Roger begins, peering out the window, but 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, unable to

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