Amara's POV
Who would have thought I only had to steal my magic back, and nearly die during the process but I got my magic back so was definitely worth it. I think to myself as I walk into my little studio, though Emmet was being annoying the entire drive home.
"Don't you have pack business or family to visit, or anyone to visit?" I ask him. I needed space, space to think and breathe without him being here constantly. I have always liked being on my own and having him with me constantly was a foreign feeling though not completely unpleasant.
"Nope, and stop trying to get rid of me. I am not going anywhere" he says, flopping on my bed. I roll my eyes at him before walking into my bathroom. I lock the door starting the shower before stripping off and stepping in.
What a day, Thaddeus can really fuck things up, thankfully as much as it pains me to admit, I was glad the baffoon sitting on my bed was alive.