Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Elodie’s pov~

"Oh, it’s Mr. Felton."

Logan’s voice was smooth. He shook Mr. Felton’s hand with that easy charm he’d perfected over the years. "Mr. Felton, are you discussing business with Mr. Gray?"

"Yes, yes," Mr. Felton said enthusiastically. "Mr. Gray’s company has several projects I’m quite interested in. We’ve been chatting about potential collaborations."

Logan’s eyes flicked briefly toward Johnny and me, still standing a few paces away.

He didn’t acknowledge us. He didn’t ven nod.

He just turned back to Mr. Felton like we weren’t there.

Mr. Felton, oblivious to the tension, glanced back at us with a slightly puzzled expression. I could see him wondering why Johnny hadn’t come over to join the conversation, after all, networking was half the game in business.

But Johnny stayed rooted beside me, his jaw tight, his hands clenched into fists.

I didn’t move either.

While Logan and Sienna continued their polite small talk with Mr. Felton, Mrs. Brown, my grandmother, stepped away from the group.

And she walked toward us.