Chapter 7

Mila’s POV

A scream echoed throughout the room, hell maybe even the whole entire house, as I pulled the covers up tightly to my neck, in total disbelief that it had all been a dream. Standing before me at the foot of my bed was none other than the Beta, with an empty cup in his hand, and I wonder if he had heard me moaning in my sleep.

The smell of my arousal filled the air around us, giving away exactly what kind of dream I was having, and my cheeks instantly heated with embarrassment knowing that the Beta was here to witness it all. The Beta’s head turned away from me, as I could see his chest heaving, while his nostrils flared, telling me that the scent of my arousal was affecting him.

Through gritted teeth, as if it pained him to speak, he says to me, “The Alpha requests for you to join him for breakfast this morning. I would suggest you take a moment to clean yourself up.”

In the blink of an eye, the Beta rushed out