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

left. I give a

anticipating at any moment

a

slow, and then come to a

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

just hit

still freaked

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

.

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

stopped on the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a few moments, trying to figure out a

the phone and turning

road. We’re going to have to backtrack and

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

water in front of us,

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

a river across the

ask, a little

another?”

know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his

water line. I watch him, waiting for him to

doesn’t, his brows

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

storm…is

my words

promises, his eyes on the road

heads in the other direction. “Do you

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

as we drive back down the road, though, the storm does not let

and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening

on us at

to hail, big golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I

out of

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

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