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

and drifts at high speed to our left. I give a little

whole body tense – anticipating at any

off a

just slow, and then come to

right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but

We just hit some high

I gasp, still freaked out, looking

phone, glancing

.

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

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

up the phone and turning to me. “They

going to have to backtrack and find a new

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

gestures towards the water

minute. As I watch, what looks like an entire

a river across

fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between

another?”

he turns in his seat and puts

water line. I watch him,

he doesn’t, his brows

I realize that he already knows what

this storm…is not

I whisper, my words shaking.

it, Cora,” he promises, his

the other direction. “Do

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

the road, though, the

and the tree limbs

us

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

out of

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

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