#Chapter 75: Seven Months Pregnant

However, nothing ever came from the look on Dana’s face. Two more months had passed and things were going rather smoothly. Arthur and I had kept our promise to his grandmother. We had invited her back into the pack and most everyone was happy about it. Dorothea had been loved when she was luna. The only person who threw a little tantrum was Roman, but there wasn’t much he could do about it. I still wasn’t sure what had made him turn his back on his mother, but I was hoping that they could reconcile. Although I didn’t think Roman would break first. At seven months pregnant, I was having a harder time getting around. The baby felt like she was growing bigger and bigger with every passing day and I’d had to slow down quite a bit. I was barely able to keep up with going to Noah’s and working at the gallery. So Arthur had made me cut back my hours. Now I only went in twice a week. The rest of the time I was stuck at the house. Which I was fine with. Werewolf pregnancies were much harder