Naomi's POV
So naturally, Dad was worried but calm about the whole thing. Mom was freaking out even though I had survived the ordeal of the night and was sitting right in front of her and Theo was just being Theo. It was really hard to read my brother's expression sometimes and now was one of those moments. He stopped quietly, leaning against the wall with folded arms as he listened to me narrate the whole thing.
“Oh, Naomi, you stubborn girl.” My mom caressed my cheeks. “You should have just passed the night at Midnight Pack!”
“What? Pass the night in some cheap hotel room with an uncomfortable bed? I would be caught dead doing that.” I shrugged.
“You could have been hurt!” Mom complained. “Or worse.. you'd be…”
“Whoah..” Dad interrupted. “Let's not go out of our way in worry, right
