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

a cliff –

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

in

we’re okay. We just hit

freaked out, looking steadily out the window.

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

.

now, speaking to the guards in the car,

us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up with

Roger says, hanging up the phone

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

eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t

and gestures towards the water in front of us,

looks like an entire

a river across the road.

a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”

Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his

away from the rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him to

his brows knit

already knows what I’m just now

storm…is not natural.

I whisper, my words shaking. “What’s happening?”

get through it, Cora,” he promises, his

other

this. But instead of telling him that, I just

down the road, though, the storm does not

around us and the tree limbs whip

on us at any

of ice,

out of

good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing

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

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