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

speed to our left. I give

anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into a

a cliff

and then come to a stop, and

all right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car

just

still

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

.

road ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in

stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for

Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to

We’re going to have

with anxiety. “We

the water in front of us,

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

river across the

ask,

another?”

as he turns in his seat and

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him

he doesn’t, his brows

that he already knows what I’m just

storm…is not

whisper, my words shaking.

it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the road as he

in the other

out of this. But instead of

down the road, though, the storm does not let

the tree limbs

us at

sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth

get out of

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

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