Chapter Forty Five
“Hopeful”
Amira
I wake up to an empty bed, which is a surprise. I almost always spend the night with at least one of my mates, and in the morning, I’m always the first to get up—only after prying them off me and reminding them that all-day cuddles aren’t an option for future pack leaders. Today, the fact that Damon’s bed is empty of him makes me nervous.
I know we fought last night and neither of us were rational about it, but I thought we’d gotten the anger out of our system with the s*x. Is Damon still upset with me? I hope not, because that’ll put quite the damper on my mood as I endeavor to set up a meeting with a coven of witches. I hate leaving arguments unsettled with any of my mates.
I roll out of bed and head to Damon’s bathroom for a shower, deciding th
