#Chapter 58: No Regrets

Emily The tabloid was waiting for me when I walked into my office. It was perfectly folded, strategically placed so I couldn’t miss it. Carla wasn’t even trying to be subtle anymore. The “accidental” delivery had arrived in the form of a courier envelope marked urgent, as if our trade negotiations could wait for glossy celebrity gossip. The front page stared up at me, bold headline in gilded lettering: MOONLIGHT MATCH: Titanfang Alpha’s Perfect Pairing? Beneath it was a photograph. Me and Logan. Sitting close together among the runed stones at Silverroot, the pale sunrise glowing behind us. He was looking at me, not at the beautiful scenery, but fully focused on me. It looked like I was the only person that mattered to him in that moment. I sat down slowly, brushing my fingers on the edge of the page and let my eyes scan the rest of the article. A surprising show of affection from Titanfang’s notoriously stoic Alpha suggests things may be heating up between Logan an