Chapter 33

** Callen’s POV ** I let out a sharp whistle, and the kids freeze mid-sprint like someone hit pause. A couple of them groan, and a few flop dramatically into the grass, and one tiny omega throws his arms up and yells, “We demand extra time!” I grin, shaking my head. “You demand nothing, Greyson. You barely ran the last round.” Greyson pouts and then gives me a cheeky salute before dropping into the grass beside his friends. I make a mental note to tell his parents he’s got potential beta energy. A smart mouth and a big heart. “Alright, pack it up,” I call. “Grab your water bottles and cool down. Then whoever’s still got energy left can help me carry the cones back.” A chorus of groans follows, but they obey, scattering to grab their drinks. Little Jax comes to stand beside me, watching the others, studying them. He’s already so full of alpha energy. I put my hand on his head and ruffle his hair. “Did you enjoy that?” I ask. “Yes! Can we play some more later?” I hesitate. With how Paige