I stood there glaring at Gabriel. How dare he decide such a thing without even talking to me. I was fuming mad.
"Carrie, I….the baby and I….I just assumed. I mean, the baby." He stammered nervously.
"Yes, I know I'm pregnant. Pregnant. Not disabled. I don't need you deciding what I will and won't do." I said to Gabriel. I knew I was being harsh but I was so mad, I didn't care.
"Carrie, patrolling can be dangerous. Gabriel's not wrong. We don't usually let pregnant wolves help patrol." Jon said. I turned my glare onto him.
"So, it's not dangerous for non-pregnant pack members?" I asked him. Part of me knew I was being slightly irrational but I couldn't seem to help myself. How dare they decide for me, just because I was pregnant!
"No, but there's no need to put a child's life at ris
