Fiona.
Ethan stopped in his tracks as we approached the small, modest house tucked away in the heart of another pack.
I wondered why he was reluctant to come with me but figured maybe he wanted my aunty and me to have a moment for ourselves.
I couldn’t help the uneasy feeling settling deep in my stomach. It had been years since I’d seen my aunt, and I never imagined finding her here, working as a maid in a different pack.
As the door creaked open, I saw her, dressed in a simple maid’s uniform, a sight that took me completely by surprise.
Aunt had always been strong and independent, a proud woman in our old pack. Seeing her now, so different from the person I remembered, hit me harder than I expected.
"Fiona?" she gasped, eyes wide with disbelief. The moment she recognized me, her
