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"Thank you for coming," she said in a smooth, confident voice. Tam Tra Leo greeted her with a nod, but I could feel her gaze linger on me.
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"Shall we begin?" Tira said, her eyes still subtly studyingas if trying to hoover something long burned.
I felt a flutter of nervousness as I sat down on the piano bench, my fingers brushing the keys in a light audition The toolness of the piano settled my nerves slightly, and I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the weight of the room disapper.
When I opened them, I let the music take over, my hands moving effortlessly across the keys, pouring my emotions into the melody. As I played, my body leaned into the music, each note carefully articulated with feeling The piano's sound filled the room, carrying with it the echoes of all the emotions I'd borted up- Janging love, and hope apter 166 Chapter 166 "I think there's been a misunderstanding. The pianist you're talking about is sitting next toright now. If you're still interested, perhaps we can arrange a meeting." There was a long silence on the other end.
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A few days later, Leo and I arrived at the hotel as scheduled.
We took the lift up to the top floor suite, my nerves increasing with every second.
Leo was calm as ever, but I couldn't shake the feeling that something more was going on.
When we reached the suite, Leo rang the doorbell. A tall woman answered, introducing herself as BETA Freya.
I blinked in surprise. "Is there a BETA in a rogue group?" I asked quietly as we stepped inside.
Freya smiled slightly, clearly understanding my confusion.
"Not all rogues are as you'd think. Many of us are individuals who were forced out of our original packs for reasons that had nothing to do with disobedience or aggression. Our Alpha, Tira, united us to form a new pack, the Moonshard Pack. We're no less disciplined than any other pack you know of." I nodded, still processing this information as we were led into the living room.
Freya gestured to the couch. "Please, make yourselves comfortable. The Alpha will be with you shortly." Leo and I sat, waiting in silence.
Moments later, a middle-aged woman entered the room.
She moved with an air of elegance, her attire a simple yet sophisticated dark blue gown that flowed effortlessly around her.
She didn't look like any rogue I had imagined. Her presence was commanding but gentle.
"Thank you for coming," she said in a smooth, confident voice. "I am Tira." Leo greeted her with a nod, but I could feel her gaze linger on me.
It was intense, almost familiar. She studiedfor a moment too long, and Leo cleared his throat, breaking the tension.
Tira smiled, a bit sheepish, and apologized. "Forgivefor staring. You just... remindof someone I once knew." Her words stirred something deep within me, but I quickly pushed the thought aside.
"Shall we begin?" Tira said, her eyes still subtly studyingas if trying to uncover something long buried.
I felt a flutter of nervousness as I sat down on the piano bench, my fingers brushing the keys in a light audition. The poolness of the piano settled my nerves slightly, and I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the weight of the room disappear. When I opened them, I let the music take over, my hands moving effortlessly across the keys, pouring my emotions into the melody. As I played, my body leaned into the music, each note carefully articulated with feeling.
The piano's sound filled the room, carrying with it the echoes of all the emotions I'd bottled up-pain, longing, love, and hope.
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The melody swelled, hitting at points where my heart ached most, them watering hen a whisper of void, as finth 1 ways taling seat caly piano could understand. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Tira's eyes brightening with each passing wee She was entranced, her face softening as she becabsorbed in the music.
Her lips moved slightly as though she wanted to speak, but she said nothing Instead, as I continued, her expression changed, Her eyes moistened, betraying the memories she was undoubtedly recalling, the muse stirring something deep within ker $ When I finally finished, my fingers hovered over the keys for a moment before I pulled them back, my heart will rating with the intenary of the formance.
Tira sat there quietly for a moment, then spoke in a voice laced with tenderness,
"That's what it feels like... it's so good," she whispered. Her gaze was distant, her thoughts obviously far from the present as if the had been carried back to a tlong past. I shifted awkwardly under her stare, but she leaned forward slightly, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity I hadn't expected.
"How old are you?" she asked gently, her tone filled with curiosity.
"Twenty-three," I replied, unsure why my age mattered, but her eyes softened at my answer.
"And at such a young age, how do you find those emotions in the music? What could you have m experienced to make the song feel sher voice trailed off, searching for the right word, "...raw?" For a brief moment, I hesitated, my gaze shifting to Leo, who stood a little to the side, watching us intently. I swallowed, then answered, "I nearly lost my mate. I've been hurt deeply enough to feel it." My voice faltered slightly, but I pushed through, the weight of the memories heavy in my chest.
Leo's reaction was immediate.
His face tightened with a flicker of guilt, the shadow of regret flashing in his eyes, but before he could look away, a faint smirk tugged at his lips.