Through new eyes.

I took a breath, careful to focus on Treasure as I avoided the stares I felt.

Even at the unwanted invitation, I knew I had no choice. Despite the look Sierra gave me, I came all dressed up with my child in tow, unwilling to leave him.

The outside world of the pack was bigger than I saw through the car. Filled with special placed trees and houses, it looked like a park and communal space all in one.

The downside was the many people who stared at me.

I shifted my baby closer to the blue dress I wore. The dress in question I had found once in a thrift store which Clara helped me buy. Even though the maternity dress was bigger than my frame. I'd preferred it as it covered my bump.

But feeling others stared, I felt even more self conscious. Was it my oddly white hair that made them look? Was it the dress, the one which I used to cover my frame. I wondered what they must be thinking.

Freak.

Weird.

Ugly.

I blinked as Darius's face came to mind, the day he rejected