Sia POV
Aunt Lithia opened the door and Wyatt barged in. He walked directly to me and pulled me into his arms. After inhaling a few deep breaths wrapped in my scent, he removed his face from my neck. When we turned to face my aunt, she was all smiles, staring back at us.
She walked over to the balcony door and closed it as we got comfortable in the sitting area of her room. Wyatt pulled me onto his lap, still trying to calm himself.
"What happened after I left?" I started, wanting to know what had riled him up like that.
"Wes and I had words. He seemed unaware of the repercussions of his words; completely nonchalant of who he was hurting, which was unlike him. Lithia, can someone use magic on him without being around him?" He directed the latter part to her.
"Of course they can. If th
