Alpha Nathan's POV
I had expected Lisa to fall at least two times from the horse, but surprisingly, she was riding it comfortably behind me. Curiously, I turned around, and our eyes met, but she quickly looked away. I faced forward again but still went further to ask,
“Where did you learn to ride a horse?” I asked out of curiosity.
She didn’t answer right away, and for a moment, I thought she was ignoring me. But then she said, “Before you took me as a slave, I was the daughter of a respected Gamma. Of course, my father taught me how to ride.”
Her response was plain, but the weight behind her words wasn’t lost on me. I turned away, but a small, amused smile tugged at my lips.
“Impressive,” I said, my tone deliberately nonchalant. “So, what else did your traitor of a father teach you?
