The Mystical Attraction of Alpha

Chapter 321

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

left. I give a little shriek, pressing my

at any moment that

off a cliff

to a stop, and I peek my eyes

right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of

just hit some

the other car?” I gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily

he tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the

.

his phone now, speaking to

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

the phone and turning to me. “They

going to have to backtrack and find

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

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks

As I watch, what looks

a river across

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

another?”

replies, his voice tight as he turns

the rising water line. I

his brows knit

suddenly, I realize that he already knows what

storm…is

my

he promises, his eyes

other direction. “Do

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

we drive back down the road, though, the storm

and the tree limbs

on us at any

hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to

out of

it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me. “We

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