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

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

a

and then come to a stop, and

right, Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the car again. “We

just hit

gasp, still freaked out, looking steadily out

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

.

phone now, speaking to the guards

us. They speak for a few moments,

the phone and turning to

going to have to backtrack and find

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

eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front

watch, what looks like an

river

did that happen so fast?” I ask, a

another?”

Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns

the rising water line. I watch him,

doesn’t, his brows knit

I realize that he already knows what I’m just

this storm…is not

my words shaking.

it, Cora,” he promises, his eyes on

in the other direction. “Do

that I trust him to get us out of this. But instead of telling him

down the road, though, the storm does

and the tree

on us

pieces of ice,

out of

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

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