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.

my whole body tense – anticipating at any moment

off a

to a stop, and I peek my

frustrated but in control of the car again. “We skidded

We just hit

gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily

up his phone, glancing at

.

road ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now,

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

up the

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

with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of

looks like an entire tree floats by

river across

did that happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless.

another?”

tight as he turns in

away from the rising water line. I

doesn’t, his brows knit together.

suddenly, I realize that he already knows what

this storm…is not natural.

words shaking. “What’s happening?”

through it, Cora,” he promises, his

in the other

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

we drive back down the road, though, the

and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to come

on us at any

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to say we need to

out

good, Cora,” he murmurs,

and simultaneously relieved. I want to stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer in this storm –

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