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 little shriek, pressing

at any moment that we’ll slam into

a cliff

then come to a stop, and I peek my eyes

Cora,” Roger murmurs, frustrated but in control of the

just hit some high

other car?” I gasp, still freaked out,

tells me, putting the car in park and picking up his phone, glancing at the road ahead of

.

of us. Roger’s on his phone now,

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

Roger says, hanging up the phone and

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

wide with anxiety.

towards the water in front of us, which looks

watch, what looks like an entire

river

happen so fast?” I ask, a little breathless. “Between one car length

another?”

Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and

line. I watch him, waiting for

doesn’t, his brows knit

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

storm…is

whisper, my words shaking. “What’s

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

heads in the other direction.

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 the

drive back down the road, though, the

the tree limbs whip

on us

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

out of

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

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