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

anticipating at any

a cliff

come to a stop, and I peek

murmurs, frustrated but in

okay. We just

other car?” I gasp, still

and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of

.

on his phone now, speaking

the other side of the flooded road, separated from us. They speak for a

the phone and turning to me. “They can’t

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

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

eyebrow and gestures towards the water in front of us, which looks

watch, what looks like an entire

river across the

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

another?”

voice tight as he turns in his seat

rising water line. I watch him, waiting for

doesn’t, his

suddenly, I realize that he already knows

storm…is

I whisper, my

promises, his eyes on the road as

other direction. “Do

in my gut, that I trust him to get us out of this.

crossed. Even as we drive back down the

us and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

on us at

golf-ball sized pieces of ice, I open my mouth

get out of

it. “It’s no good, Cora,” he murmurs,

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