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

to our left. I

body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll

a cliff

just slow, and then come to a stop,

Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car again.

okay. We just

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

in park and picking up his phone, glancing

.

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

us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come up

says, hanging up the phone and turning

across the road. We’re going to have to backtrack and

I ask, my eyes wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in

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

a river across

that happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless.

another?”

voice tight as he turns in

rising water line.

his brows

then, suddenly, I realize that he already knows what I’m just now

this storm…is

whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

his eyes on the

other direction. “Do you

out of this. But instead of telling him

crossed. Even as we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not

the tree limbs whip wildly above,

us at

sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth to say we need

out of

it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs,

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