But even as she laughed, her thoughts were elsewhere. Upstairs, Faye was with one of the pack doctors Helen had called discreetly to confirm what she already knew. The doctor was there to check on Faye, and to collect a blood sample for the pregnancy test—an act Helen had arranged quietly to spare Faye the stress of going out.
The last thing she needed was Alexander storming into the room and discovering the truth before Faye was ready.
Helen’s eyes darted briefly toward the staircase, her smile faltering for a second before she composed herself again.
Cole noticed. “You seem distracted,” he said lightly. “Everything alright, Helen?”
Helen forced another soft smile. “Everything’s fine.”
Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed in the hall. The doctor emerged, carrying a small case. “
