“Molly… Princess Molly,” Albert quickly corrects himself, though I had no plan of doing so. “I can’t do what you're asking. I’m not strong enough, my wolf isn't that big. I have no clue how to even run a pack.”
Seth speaks up, leaning forward. “Albert, that’s what makes you best for the job. Even wolves who have lived their entire lives and been taught how to run a pack find that they don’t know as much as they thought when they’re in it. There’s a certain amount of humility required to be truly successful.”
“Am I not doing a good job here?” he asks and I feel so terrible that asking him to become an Alpha has made him feel that.
“Albert, you’re doing a wonderful job,” I tell him with what I hope is a reassuring smile. “You’re doing such a good job that we trust you with a whole
