Lilith's POV
I held my stomach, laughing so hard I could barely breathe. Trading undercover reporting stories with Ophelia Moon herself felt surreal. Sylas would never believe this. Would it be tacky to ask for a selfie? This was *Ophelia Moon*-a living legend, a goddess among mortals.
**OPHELIA FREAKING MOON.**
Was I even surprised that the Ashfords knew her? I shouldn't have been. But Caleb using our date to introduce me to my idol? A woman I'd aspired to emulate in every way? That was next level. She and her mate had built their newspaper empire from scratch-she wielding her pen like a weapon, he orchestrating the business side with equal brilliance.
I didn't want her in any s****l way, but I was drunk on admiration, nearly swooning just sitting in her presence. Could I meet her
