Helena’s phone vibrated in her coat pocket just as the door to her bedroom clicked shut behind her. She could still feel Mason’s scent clinging to her, the invasive touch of his hand on her waist, the repulsion coating her skin like a second layer. Her heart pounded against her ribs as she pulled out her phone and saw Leofrik’s name glowing on the screen.
She answered before the second ring.
“Leofrik.”
“Hel.” The prince’s voice was low, but warm, as if he knew exactly how much she needed that tone right now. “I just wanted to tell you I found a puppy under my bed.”
Helena closed her eyes for a moment. It was his way of telling her Agus was safe without saying his name. They couldn’t risk the lines being tapped.
“You mean the pup your sister found,” she replied with a barely audible si
