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 give

whole body tense – anticipating at any moment

a cliff

to a

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

okay. We just hit

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

his phone, glancing

.

phone now, speaking to the guards

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

no good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning

We’re going to have to backtrack and

anxiety. “We can’t

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front

As I watch, what looks like

river across

I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length

another?”

as he turns in his seat and

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for

he doesn’t, his brows

already knows what I’m just now

this storm…is

my

he promises, his eyes on the road as

the other direction. “Do you

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

down the road, though, the storm does not let

around us and the tree limbs whip wildly

us at any

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

get out

no good, Cora,” he murmurs, glancing at me.

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