Sophia's POV
I looked at Alpha Ryven and he smiled at me and put the drink of coffee on his lips. I looked at Alexander's father and he was just minding his business like he didn't just look at me like his treasure.
I was feeling so awkward at the table with both men speaking a language of their own.
"How are you doing, Sophia?" Alexander's father asked me and I tightened my hand on the cup which was getting cold. They only went there to have a conversation. But it seemed like I was in some kind of show.
"I'm fine, thank you," I said looking at my hands. I felt so hot. I wanted to excuse myself. But that would be considered disrespectful.
"You will be better soon. I will make sure of that," Alexander's father said. And there it was again, the hidden meaning to his words.
I looked
