Being chosen by Leofrik to join his hunting party came as a complete surprise to Helena—and to everyone who heard the prince’s words, now waiting for her answer. The Luna looked at the lycan and saw how his eyes shone with expectation, satisfaction, and pride.
The words he’d spoken before sealing their agreement echoed in Helena’s mind:
“I would like to count on the support and counsel of a woman as strong and intelligent as you…”
Was this perhaps a test he’d set for her, to show he truly intended to support her claim?
If so, she was determined not to disappoint him.
And besides—what could be more satisfying than beating her husband on his own territory?
If Mason had been furious at seeing her accompanied by another man, then he would surely boil with rage at knowing she’d not only b
