“Absolutely not,” Isaac said immediately. “You’re pregnant, Bianca. It’s not safe.”
Benjamin nodded emphatically. “The Prince is right. Flying in this weather is risky enough without adding our pregnant Alpha to the mix.”
But I held my ground, lifting my chin. “I am the Alpha here,” I said firmly. “And I am making the decision to go. These people may not be officially part of Silvermist, but they’re asking for our help. As their Alpha, I should be there.”
“Bianca—” Isaac started, but I cut him off with a raised hand.
“Furthermore,” I continued, fixing him with a deathly glare, “if you’re as good of a pilot as you claim to be, then we have nothing to worry about. Right?”
Isaac’s jaw clenched, his hands curling into fists at his sides. He was clearly unhappy about this tu
