Piss Off, Alpha! You Lost Me Forever novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Chapter 17 The Recital

SOPHIA’S POV

When Lance invited me to a piano recital, I hadn’t thought much of it at first. He had mentioned it casually, over coffee between shifts. He seemed a bit excited about it. I wasn’t surprised. I remembered that Lance loved classical music a lot back in college.

"A friend of mine is performing," he had said. "It’s a popular piano recital. It should be good. Come with me. It’s for elites so, you know it’s going to be good."

I had agreed because it felt harmless. Because I needed something that wasn’t heavy. It would be fun. Besides I couldn’t remember the last time I went out and just had a good time by myself, without worrying about someone else.

I’d forgotten what that felt like.

I needed something that didn’t revolve around hospitals or marriages.

My wolf stirred inside me softly at the idea of music. She craved the calm it often brought. Sound had always been something that calmed us. It was one of the reasons wolves loved soft music.

The night of the recital, Lance met me outside the hall. He was dressed in a black suit that fit him perfectly. I was dressed in a simple fitted black dress with a trench coat and heels.

His eyes widened a little when he saw me. Then, he smiled.

"You look nice," he said honestly.

"Thank you," I replied, adjusting my coat.

When we arrived at the hall, an attendant checked our tickets and led us forward. Very far forward.

I paused slightly, surprised. "Lance... these are VIP."

He shrugged lightly. "Yes, any problem?"

"No."

He just smiled.

The place was getting packed already.

As the lights dimmed, everywhere got silent. People stopped talking instantly. I focused on the stage.

Then the performer walked out.

My breath caught when I saw who it was.

Tiffany.

She moved with grace. Her posture was perfect. The crowd applauded as she sat at the piano. Her fingers hovered over it for a brief moment before pressing down on the keys. The first notes filled the hall. She sounded magical.

My wolf froze inside me.

I hadn’t known. I hadn’t expected this. Sitting there, so close, so visible, suddenly felt like exposure.

Every instinct urged me to leave but I stayed still. I kept my hands folded in my lap. Lance leaned closer. "She’s talented," he whispered.

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