#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 pa*s 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

hydroplanes and drifts at high speed to our left. I give a little shriek, pressing my eyes.

tense – anticipating at any moment that we’ll

off a

then come to a stop,

frustrated but in

We just hit some

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

his phone, glancing

.

phone now, speaking to the

separated from us. They speak for

no good, Cora,” Roger says, hanging up the phone and turning to me.

road. We’re going to have to

wide with anxiety. “We

the water in front of

by the minute. As I watch, what looks

a river across the

so fast?” I ask, a

another?”

voice tight as he turns in his

away from the rising water line.

doesn’t, his brows knit

realize that he already knows what I’m just now

storm…is

my words

promises, his eyes on the road as he turns

other

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

back down the

tree limbs whip wildly above,

us

of ice, I open my mouth to say

out of

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

anxious and simultaneously relieved. I want to stop I know that for sure, I don’t want to ride on this road any

think I remember…” Roger begins, peering out the window, but his words fade off as he looks. I wait, holding my breath, not wanting to interrupt his concentration, looking out. the windshield along with him, unable to tear my eyes away. But as

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