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

at high speed to our left. I give a little shriek, pressing

my whole body tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll slam into a

a cliff

then come to a stop, and I peek my

murmurs, frustrated but in control of the

just

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

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

.

road ahead of us. Roger’s on his phone now, speaking to the guards in

They speak for

hanging up the

across the road. We’re going to have

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

raises an eyebrow and gestures towards the water

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

a river

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

another?”

know,” Roger replies, his voice tight as he turns in his seat and puts the car

from the rising water line. I watch him,

doesn’t, his

he already knows what I’m

this storm…is

whisper, my

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

and heads in the other

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

we drive back down the road, though, the

and the tree limbs whip wildly above, threatening to

us at any

big golf-ball sized pieces of ice,

get out of

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

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