Chapter 9
I TRIED TO SHIFT HIM, of course, but skinless babies are less malleable than woelfin babies. My vision started tunneling and sounds receding by the time Ruth pushed me away from her belly with a growled: “Enough.”
I swallowed, my ears popping. “What’s the plan then?”
Ruth drew down her sundress. “No plan. I’ll deal with it.”
Her voice was firm but she didn’t meet my eyes. Her usually impenetrable alpha facade wasn’t so impenetrable today.
Perhaps that’s why I suggested the unthinkable. “Maybe we should cancel the Naming Ceremony. Lower your stress levels.” Ensure that Ruth would have time to heal between a dangerous birth and a public christening ceremony during which greedy neighbors were invited into our domain.
“Great idea, Honor.” Ruth was powerful in her anger, blood a
