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 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.

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

off a

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

but in control

just

freaked out, looking steadily

in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of us. “I don’t know

.

phone now, speaking to

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

hanging up the phone and turning to me.

We’re going to have to backtrack and find a

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

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

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

across the

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

another?”

he turns

water line. I watch him, waiting for him

his

then, suddenly, I realize that he already knows

storm…is

my words shaking. “What’s

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

the other direction. “Do you trust

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

back down the road, though, the storm

limbs whip wildly

at

ice, I open my mouth to say

get out of this

Roger beats me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,”

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

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