Chapter 7

Steven's POV

“Breakfast, Liam,” I said, settling down at the dining table.

“Good morning, Steven. How was your night?” Liam greeted, as the workers placed my breakfast in front of me.

“My night was okay,” I replied absentmindedly, shoveling food into my mouth.

“Really? Mine wasn’t,” he said, a hint of seriousness in his voice. “I kept seeing myself dead in my dreams.”

“Not now, Liam. As you can see, I’m having breakfast, and I certainly don’t want to be disturbed.”

He looked at me, exhaling a frustrated sigh, before joining me at the table.

“Good morning, Alpha,” someone said, breaking through my thoughts. I looked up to see Williams, the human I had turned yesterday.

“Williams.”

“There’s someone looking for you, Alpha. He’s one of us, but the guards outside said they’ve never seen him before. He’s brutally injured and wants to see you urgently,” Williams explained.

“Really? Did he mention his name?” I asked, my interest piqued.

“He said he’s one of your betas,” Williams replied, and