Ryan’s POV
“Good day, my lady, ”Tom Turner, my chauffeur, who was also the Gamma of the pack greeted Jennifer as she settled in the back seat.
“Good day,” Jennifer replied, kindly reminding Tom. “His Highness is here too.”
“Oh! This is new. Good day, Your Highness, “Gamma Tom exclaimed in surprise when he noticed my presence.
“Good day,” I gave him a nod.
“Did you cast a spell on Prince Ryan, my lady? He rarely goes out,” Tom grimaced.
Jennifer chuckled. Her laughter still captivated me, though I disliked anyone else eliciting it.
“Drive,” I commanded.
“Aye, Your Highness,” Tom responded, oblivious to my frustration.
Jennifer didn’t notice it either. She was even trying to strike another conversation with Tom. “You’ve driven me countless times, yet I still don’t know your name.”
