My mouth went dry. I’d been so focused on the pregnancy itself that I hadn’t considered how my dormant wolf might affect things.
“What can we do?” I asked quietly.
“Rest,” Dr. Alfred said firmly. “Your body is doing extraordinary work right now, and without your wolf to help, you need to be extra careful not to push yourself.” He turned to Isaac. “She’ll need to take it easy. No strenuous activities, no stress if it can be avoided. And certainly no more dangerous flights.”
Isaac nodded solemnly. “I’ll make sure of it.”
I frowned at that. “I’m right here, you know. I can take care of myself.”
Dr. Alfred gave me a kind but stern look. “With all due respect, Alpha Bianca, you’ve already done more in your condition than most would consider wise. Flying through a storm, cras
