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.

whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam

off a cliff

then come to a stop, and

murmurs, frustrated but in control of the

we’re okay. We just hit some

still freaked out, looking steadily out

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…”

.

his phone now, speaking

side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure

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

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

eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t

the water in front

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

a river across the

so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length

another?”

don’t know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns

rising water line. I watch him,

his

realize that he already knows what I’m just

storm…is not natural.

words

he promises, his eyes on the road

other direction. “Do you trust

of this. But instead of telling him that, I just nod, sitting back tensely in my seat as we retrace the ground we’ve

crossed. Even as we drive back down the

crashes around us and the tree limbs whip

on us at

sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth

out of this

Roger beats me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me. “We have to stop.”

that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any longer

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