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.

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

a cliff

then come to a

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

we’re okay. We just

still freaked out, looking

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

.

now, speaking to the guards in the car, who

They speak for a few moments, trying

says, hanging up the phone and turning to me. “They can’t come

the road. We’re going to have to

my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the river, or whatever?”

water in front of us,

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

a river across

a little breathless. “Between one car length and

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him to

he doesn’t, his brows knit

realize that he already knows what I’m just

storm…is not natural.

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

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

the other direction. “Do

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

crossed. Even as we drive back down the road, though, the

around us and the tree limbs whip wildly

us at any

of ice, I open my mouth to say we

out of this

to it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he

at once more anxious 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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