Sierra’s POV
A week had passed since we had gone to our first auction, and tonight was the second one, along with the dinner Erasmus had invited us to. It was also four weeks into pregnancy, meaning out of 16 weeks, I only had 11 left, and it was beginning to get more complicated to hide my baby bump. I wished werewolf pregnancies were like humans; I wouldn't be showing if I were only four weeks in a 9-month term. The idea was to use oversized sweaters and empire waist dresses to cover everything. People at the auctions might not treat me differently because I was pregnant, but the last thing I wanted was for something to go wrong and ruin our entire plan. Aaron had called to get the location of the next auction, which wasn't far from the last one. We had opted to stay in the same hotel b
