Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 410 A Moment of Tenderness

And just like Tessa expected–Landon showed up not long after.

As he crossed paths with Avery, the other man gave a quiet nod and said, “Take good care of her.

Then he walked away–calm, unburdened.

Landon didn’t need to hear a word of what they’d said. He already knew.

He didn’t flinch as he passed Avery. No glares. No growls. Just stone silence as he made his way over to Tessa and sat beside her.

She hit the last note and turned toward him.

“You found me. What happened to Ysabel and the others?”

“They’re at the club–dancing, drinking, doing their thing. You don’t need to worry about them.”

Silvermoon Estate had its own built–in club, full of food, music, and high–end distractions. A favorite for nobles with too much time and money.

Landon took her hand in his. His touch was firm and familiar.

“You never stop surprising me, Tessie. Piano? Really? You’ve got layers.”

“Want me to play something for you?” she asked, smiling.

“Yeah. Play ‘Marry Me‘ for me,” he said.

Right now, that’s all he wanted to hear.

Tessa didn’t hesitate. She pulled out her phone, quickly searched for the Marry Me sheet music, and propped it up on the stand.

playing it,” she warned with a teasing

at the piano–but it wasn’t her focus. And this piece, while beautiful, was still

just shook his

Never. You’re perfect to

it. However the song sounded, if it came from her,

glide over the

A wedding

word. He sat right beside her, eyes locked on her. She looked different like

something like this without holding

the second section began, Landon reached out and rested his

410 A Moment

joined her. Four

Tessa turned in surprise.

the Obsidian Crystal Wolf blood in him, he didn’t forget things as other people did. Notes

Wasn’t all that

they played. No words. No hesitation.

when the last note drifted into silence–they looked

moved like they’d done this a hundred

piano?”

didn’t seem like the type to waste time on something so…

“Two years of lessons.”

“That’s it?”

“Yep.”

“Mr. Thorne-

cut in, voice smooth as silk. “We’re past that, aren’t we? ‘Mr. Thorne‘ sounds way

laughed, flustered. Her cheeks

Landon. I just… I think you’re really gifted. If you’d stuck with it,

never cared about being a pianist,” he said, voice