I straighten as Harper’s solo moves toward its peak, the hairs on my body standing on end before my gaze is drawn to the woman in the black shirt and pants.
She takes my breath away as I watch her lift her hands to her mouth.
Her hair is pinned up and looks mid-brown until the light hits it just right.
Auburn. Subtle, but she has red hair.
I smile as she gets emotional over Harper’s solo.
He brings his instrument down, and the second he sees her, the familiar scent of his perfume starts to fill the room, stronger and thicker than I’ve ever smelt it before.
This is it. She’s ours.
I can’t help the smile that stretches my lips.
“Robin,” I murmur, gazing at her and feeling everything I’ve felt every time I’ve met one of my fated mates.
There’s no denying that she’s meant to be with us.
Not now.
Chapter One-Hundred-One
Robin
Chills roll over me when I hear the first notes of a song that’s been playing in my head ever since Dr. Morgan restored an early memory of my mother. I stand up straight, letting the laundry fall right back into the basket.
“Oh no, did you hurt your back?” Katie asks, her gaze concerned as she moves to where I am.
“It’s not … Do you hear that?” I ask, making her pause and cock her head.
“Huh. Yeah, that’s kind of weird. An Omega who used to live here played violin …”
“That’s a violin?” I blink at her.
Falcon told me about his Omega.
Harper. He plays the violin!
He’s supposed to be coming out here today.
What are the chances he’d play that song?
“I have to go see,” I tell Katie, knowing it’s a flaky move but not able to bring myself to care.
“Um, sure,” Katie says, clearly not understanding why. “I’ll cover for you.”
I leave quickly, before I get a chance to rethink what I’m doing.
It’s that song. I can’t not go.
I rush out of the kitchen, heading toward the sound of the music.
It’s louder the second I step into the corridor.
I slip into the reception area, where Erika’s standing near the door, watching.
My gaze goes to the player. He’s tall and slim, with wavy light brown hair, and his eyes are closed as he plays, a smile on his lips.
