24. Naomi

Beta Rhett and Eleanor’s Ceremony is tomorrow. All the drills and training have left me tingling with energy. I need to show the pack I am back.

However, the disaster in the town square with Beta Riley and poor Rami’s little button nose did not pass lightly.

Despite Finn arriving that same night and whisking my blues away in a devious, maddening blur of grabbing, perfect devious embraces, the next morning, the truth still remained. In front of the entire square, I idiotically harmed my own child.

/To be fair, Eleanor should have kept hold of his hand/ Impes complains, yet again.

Sadly, all that counts is what the public saw. They saw me attack a man for no good reason and then, out of control, lash out and knock down my own child.

/The public are a set of dickheads. We kept Phoebe’s secret at least./

Ramis poor little face puffed up like a choux bun after, his eyes black with bruises. The guilt ate away at me for days. When he cried for Finn I had no idea what to say.

Phoeb