NYLAH’S POV
I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was off. Alpha Deiph’s sudden silence was unnerving, and the air felt thick with suspense. I tried to read his expression, but his face was a mask, revealing nothing.
“What’s wrong, Alpha Deiph?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He didn’t respond, his eyes fixed on some point beyond me. I felt a shiver run down my spine as the silence stretched out.
“Alpha Deiph?” I prompted again, my heart racing with anticipation. Finally, he spoke, his voice low and even, “Nylah, I’ve been thinking—,” my mind raced with possibilities. What was he going to say?
“I want you to learn how to read and write,” he declared, his eyes locking onto mine. I felt a surge of surprise. No one had ever offered to teach me such skills before. In f
