“Hel, how are you? I hope I didn’t wake you.”
Helena almost wanted to hide her phone when she recognized the voice on the other end. She had just had a tense conversation with her husband—one where that very person, though not mentioned, had been present implicitly the entire time.
“Prince Leofrik. How...?” She was about to ask the lycan how he had gotten her number, surprised by the call, but quickly remembered that she had called him before. “I mean, I didn’t expect you to call so soon.”
“Why? Is my call somehow untimely? If it is, please, let me know…”
“No, Your Highness, I mean, Leofrik, no, not at all. It’s just… surprising.”
Helena would have preferred to use another word, but it was the only one that came to mind—because it was true. And exciting. Though that, she kept to herse
