Ethan.
I stood at the edge of the gathering, my eyes scanning the crowd, though my attention wasn’t on the celebration.
I was looking for her. Fiona.
The moment I saw her, everything inside me froze. She looked breathtaking, almost unreal, standing beneath the soft glow of the lanterns that hung from the hall.
The way the light played on her skin, highlighting her supple skin and curves, made it impossible for me to look away.
She moved through the crowd with a kind of grace I hadn’t seen with any woman before—confident, poised, as if she’d always belonged in the spotlight.
I couldn’t tear my eyes off her. This wasn’t the same Fiona I knew from years ago. She wasn’t the same girl who had run away from the pack, fragile and unsure.
This woman was something else entirely. She radia
