Selena shifted uncomfortably on her stool. She looked sad for me, but she didn't interfere. She knew I had to earn their trust all by myself.
I put a large ball of soft, sticky pizza dough in front of them. "Okay. Now we press it flat. You can use your hands."
The kids started pushing the dough and l watched them very closely while they were distracted by the sticky dough, I used my Alpha senses to check on my son.
I watched Leo's breathing and it was completely normal. I watched the color of his skin to see if he was pale or sweating but he looked perfectly healthy.
I looked deep into his blue eyes, searching for any hidden flash of red but there was nothing. He just looked like a normal, slightly grumpy five-year-old boy.
"I want the red sauce," Lilian demanded, pointing a sticky fi
