Little Truths

Ember's POV

The next few days began with me making sure that I was invested in pack affairs. Mainly because Elise was still around and I knew that she was going to run me mad. In the spirit of avoiding everyone that was destined to make me cranky, I went out everyday.

"Luna Ember, I didn't know that you visited this place." A woman said. She was at the spinning machine, weaving yarn while I watched her.

"Yes, I do."

" Please come have a seat." She said while taking a glance at my now protruded stomach.

I was interested in seeing how they wove materials, coming from where we bought most things. I loved the art that went in toward this. It made me feel happy that some people had this much love for art.

"Would you like some juice?" She offered but I wrinkled my nose. I wasn't really in the mood to drink anything because I feared that I might end up throwing up which wouldn't be too good considering the fact that the doctor told me to ease off any stress.

She sighed and glanced at me surr