#Chapter 349: A Mountain Out of a Molehill

Olivia I stared up at Edward, taken aback by his question. He still sat across from me, his elbows on my desk, his eyes twinkling with something that I couldn’t quite read. “Sorry?” I asked, confused. “Do you want to be Alpha?” he repeated. I stared at him, still utterly baffled. Had I really given that impression? That I didn’t want to be Alpha anymore? “Is that what you think this is about? You think I don’t want to be Alpha?” I found myself asking. Edward lifted a hand defensively. “No, no, that’s not what I meant. I’m just asking if you enjoy it. You’ve had a lot on your plate recently.” “Of course I enjoy it,” I retorted, perhaps a bit too defensively. “Being Alpha isn’t just a title to me. It’s in my blood. It’s my calling, and I would never turn my back on this pack or this town.” Edward’s eyes softened, and he nodded. “I didn’t mean to suggest you would. I was just curious. We’ve never had the pleasure of meeting in person; I want to understand what drives