** Amira’s POV **
Our brunch with Alpha Jameson was pleasantly uneventful. Lots of laughter and friendly conversations eased all the tension built up in my body. We said our emotional goodbyes to my parents and thanked the Spirit Fire pack profusely before climbing in the car to head for home.
“Are we there yet?” I say impatiently. Long car rides are foreign to me and I hate them.
“Princess, we aren’t even two hours into the eight-and-a-half-hour drive,” Adam says with his head leaned back and his eyes closed. I flop back in the seat and cross my arms with a huff.
“Are you gonna have an attitude the whole time?” he asks without opening his eyes.
“I don’t understand why we couldn’t just wait for Kaiya to take us home. This is stupid.” I mutter and he snorts. I just roll my eyes an
