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

high speed to our left. I give a

my whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into a tree,

a cliff

then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

murmurs, frustrated but in control

okay. We just hit some high

gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily

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

.

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

of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a plan, but they don’t come

says, hanging up the phone and

to have to

wide with anxiety. “We can’t like… ford the

gestures towards the water

looks

river across

that happen so fast?” I ask, a little

another?”

his voice tight as he

backing away from the rising water line.

his

that he already knows what I’m just now

storm…is

whisper, my

get through it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on the road

and heads in the other

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 seat as we retrace

we drive back down the road, though, the

around us and the tree

on us

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

get out

beats me to it. “It’s no good, Cora,”

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