Chapter 165
-I stared at the card, feeling a wave of frustration rise up again.
Pushing the card back into his hand, I shook my head.
“It’s not the money. It’s about being acknowledged. About someone believing in my music.” My voice cracked slightly, and I denched my fists. “Tre about not questioning my worth every time something goes wrong.”
Leo frowned, clearly not sure how to fix this, but he held me tighter, pulling me back into his arms.
His silence spoke volumes. He wasn’t here to fix things but to be here with me through the storm.
And in that moment, I needed that more than any comforting words.
After what felt like an eternity of quiet comfort, Leo let go and stood up.
“Ill be back,” he said, his voice low and determined. He walked out of the room and I could hear him making a phone call from the hallway.
“BETA,” he spoke into the phone, his tone all business, “I need you to find out who Holt has been in contact with recently, specifically anyone with an interest in piano. This is urgent.”
Panther responded immediately. “Understood, Alpha. I’ll get someone on it right away.”
Satisfied, Leo ended the call and returned to the room, sitting beside me once again.
“We’ll get to the bottom of this,” he said quietly, his voice filled with quiet determination.
He didn’t believe for a second that my performance had truly been rejected. Something else was at play.
Half an hour later, his phone buzzed again.
Leo answered it, his brow furrowing as Panther spoke on the other end.
“Alpha, we’ve narrowed it down. There’s one individual in particular, but… their identity is complicated.”
“How complicated?” Leo asked, his voice sharp.
There was a slight pause before Panther responded.
“The person behind this is a rogue. And not just any rogue they’re extremely powerful within their group.”
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Werewolves, by nature, rarely approached rogues willingly.
Rogues were seen as unpredictable and aggressive, often exiled from packs for disobedience or violence.
The distrust between them was deep–rooted, and any interaction with a rogue was considered dangerous, especially for an Alpha like Leo.
But sometimes, necessity blurred these boundaries.
Leo glanced at his phone, his brow furrowed. “Find a way to ask that person out,” he ordered.
BETA hesitated on the other end. “Are you sure? Rogues are very aggressive, let alone…. this one is a leading figure in a rogue group.”
Without missing a beat, Leo responded tersely, “I’m sure,” and hung up.
Thad been watching from inside the room.
Seeing him on the phone just outside the door, I assumed it was something important related to his pack duties.
You don’t need to stay here with me,” I said, standing in the doorway. “If there’s something going on with the pack, you should go deal with it.”
But Leo simply shook his head, turned off his phone, and returned inside.
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- am. I heard you’ve been looking for someone to play “Elegy for a Lost Love perfectly. Is that correct?
My police quickened Tony prprise, the rogue woman was calm and easygoing..
Yes, the replied. The asked Holt to help me find a suitable player for years, but the versions I’ve heard have been… disappointing, to say the least.” Her voice took on a hint of frustration. But this afternoon, Holt sent me a few videos. I loved the person playing, but unfortunately, the pianist suddenly refused to continue. I don’t understand why
I hit my lip, piecing things together.
Something didn’t add up. Someone had interfered with this arrangement.
Leo looked at me knowingly, a slight smile on his lips.
