Wynta
Kyan had been diligently waiting outside the office to take her home. She’d sighed to herself and stopped walking as she stood there and just looked at him for a moment. As she watched him step forward, from leaning on the car, he opened the back door for her, and now was just standing there holding the car door open.
She didn’t think it was right for him to being do that. He was an Elite warrior within Edwards' pack, someone of a high standing, and now he was relegated to being a chauffeur for her, a rogue.
She wasn’t even a pack member, surely, he must be annoyed by having to take on this job. He was now just staring at her, waiting for her to get in the car. She’d not asked for a driver, didn’t really want one, and if she did have to have one from the pack, why wasn’t it an ome
