Behind me, Owen was fuming, clearly enraged by my calmness.
I ignored him and instead scanned the crowd for Ada.
When I saw her, I immediately pulled out the cookies I had made for her that morning.
Ada ran toward me as soon as she saw me. "Sera! You're the best! These cookies are amazing. They're the best I've ever had!"
She also shared the treats with her classmates between her munching and relentless praise. The other wolf pups quickly chimed in with praises of their own, too.
"Ada, is that your godmother? She's so nice. I'm so jealous of you!"
Ada lifted her little chin proudly and declared, loud and clear, "Sera is the best. She's not just a great baker—she's also a healer! She can save lives. She's incredible!"
Hearing the pride and joy in her voice, my heart warmed. Tears stung the back of my eyes.
I had never felt such trust and love even from my own son.
I could still remember the time Leo's teacher told me that he hadn't eaten well at lunch. I had rushed home and mad
