Chapter 32: Little Alpha

Calla’s POV

The field suddenly went as quiet as a church.

Beckett and I stared at Cleo in shock. Her Alpha Voice had silenced the children, and had even washed over us, making both of our spines go rigid.

“Well,” Beckett said quietly, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’ll be damned.”

I exhaled slowly. “Was that her Alpha Voice?”

“Sure felt like it.”

An Alpha’s ability to project command into a singl