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.

any moment that we’ll slam

a cliff

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

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

We just

car?” I gasp, still freaked

his phone, glancing at the

.

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

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

hanging up the phone and turning

road. We’re going to have

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

the water in front of us,

minute. As I watch, what looks like

across the

I ask, a little

another?”

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

I watch him, waiting for him to

his brows

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

this storm…is not natural.

I whisper, my words

to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the road as he turns the car

and heads in the other direction. “Do you trust

do. I know it, deep down in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat

crossed. Even as we drive back down the

and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to come

on us at any

of ice, I open my mouth to say

out

no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing

sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm – but what’s waiting for

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