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

at any moment that we’ll slam into

a cliff

to a stop, and I peek my

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

we’re okay. We just

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

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

.

us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in the car,

road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but

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

road. We’re going to have

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

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

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

river across the

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

another?”

voice tight as he turns in his

from the rising water line. I watch him, waiting for him

he doesn’t, his brows

I realize that he already

this storm…is not

my words shaking.

to get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on

the other direction. “Do you

I do. I know it, 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 tensely in my

as we drive back down the road, though, the storm

tree limbs

us at

golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to say we

get out

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

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