Accidental Surrogate for Alpha novel Chapter 322

#Chapter322 – 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 pass 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.

closed, my whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into a tree, or

fly off a cliff –

But we just slow, and then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes open.

“It’s all right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car again. “We skidded

but we’re okay. We just hit some high water

“Where’s the other car?” I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out the window.

“They got through it,” he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know how, though, it looks completely flooded…”

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

have stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with much.

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

back across the road. We’re going to have to backtrack and find a new route.”

“Seriously?” I ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or whatever?”

Roger raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks like it’s

rising by the minute. As I watch, what looks like an entire tree floats by what is quickly.

becoming a river across the road.

“How did that happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”