Chapter 23: Concern

Vaughn’s POV

I stormed into the kitchen. The staff scattered like roaches when I entered, but I didn’t care about them. My eyes locked onto the new head cook, who was standing at the counter kneading dough for tomorrow’s bread.

“You,” I said.

She looked up at me. “Alpha Vaughn. Can I help you with something?”

“Did Calla come to you earlier today?”

The cook’s lip curled. “The Omega? Yes, she bother