Chapter 1239 Who Is This Man?

• Naomi
• Wren smirks over the rim of his glass of deep, red wine. He looks exactly like he did this summer–tall, broad, strong, and handsome in a foxlike, chiseled way with dark hair and bright green eyes. He grew a beard, which is new, and he keeps it neatly trimmed, but the winter has passed in his favor. He doesn’t look nearly as exhausted and unbalanced as the last time we crossed paths.
• Unfortunately, our reunion was marred by his closest men, and several sets of highly concerned parents, who descended on Fraser’s classroom to inquire about why their children were now in tears, thinking a witch had come to turn them into pie.