Mink’s P.O.V
My heart pounded against my ribcage like a frantic drum as I watched Abhay step in front of me, taking a stance in front of my whole pack.
"Abhay, step back!" I hissed urgently, my voice tight with fear. "You can't win against a wolf, especially not one that's lost its mind."
Abhay glanced back at me, his expression determined yet tinged with concern. "Mink, listen to me," he said firmly, but there was a hint of desperation in his voice.
"I know you're strong enough to take them on, but you're pregnant. You shouldn't be taking on this kind of challenge in the first place."
I shook my head, frustration and fear warring within me. "So what if I'm pregnant?" I retorted, my voice trembling with emotion. “I can deal with them just fine.”
“You can, I know you can,” Abhay spoke reasonably. "But that doesn't mean you have to agree to every stupid request thrown your way. I can handle them myself."