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 moment that we’ll slam into a

off a cliff

to a stop, and I peek my

but in control

just hit

car?” I gasp, still

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

.

road ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards

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

no good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

across the road. We’re going to have to backtrack

with anxiety. “We can’t

an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in

I watch, what looks like

river across

did that happen so fast?” I ask, a

another?”

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

line. I

he doesn’t, his

then, suddenly, I realize that he already knows

this storm…is

my words shaking. “What’s

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

and heads in the other direction.

of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in

back down the road, though, the storm does not let

and the tree limbs whip wildly

on us at

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

get out

Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me. “We have

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

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

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