Acting like everything was normal was hard, knowing that I would be leaving in a matter of weeks. Knowing my family would not know where I had gone. I know it was a horrible way to do it, make them think I was missing, but it was better than bringing shame on them. My Dad could lose his seniority in the pack, lose everything he has worked for, and I could not do that to him.
My belly was slowly growing, a small swelling now in place of the nice tight abdomen that had previously been there. I started to wear looser tops to hide it so nobody would notice. The morning sickness wasn’t quite as bad, so I didn’t need the medication quite as often. And my appetite was increasing, seemed my little wolfie was getting hungry in there!
I had spoken to Levi’s cousin Ana a few times. She seemed so
