The Darkness Within- A Werewolf Rejection Novel

Chapter Eight

Hey guys just a video of the song Delilah was free playing a bit later in the chapter. Enjoy :)

(Also she is not definitely not sawing her violin in half lol, just playing the music)

Skip to 0:55 to hear the actual solo

Chapter Eight

Delilah

I felt each of my fingers straining as I struggled to through the Bach piece my music instructor had given to me as warm up. I could feel myself growing more and more frustrated as I fumbled on notes that should have been easy for me get through.

"Stop, just stop." Mr. Tyson said, giving a deep sigh.

I set down my violin in my lap and looked at him expectantly.

"What is up with you today Delilah? You're my best student and well on your way to Juil
liard. When you play, you aren't just playing an instrument. You are telling the audience your story, and your language is spoken through the voice of the violin. But this, this isn't even mediocre." He looked disgusted.

I took a deep breath and blew it out through my nose, " You're right, i'm going through some things and it has just really gotten to me."

He looked startled, and I wasn't surprised at his reaction. In his ten years of teaching me not once have, I responded when he went on one of his rants. I usually just rolled my eyes and started playing again. But this time was different, I was slowly reaching my breaking point and my violin playing had been suffering because of it.

I flexed my fingers before picking up my instrument, " I just need to let some steam out, do you mind if I free play for a bit? I just need to clear my mind."

He nodded and left the room, knowing I needed this time desperately.

Making sure that the body of the violin was properly placed on my shoulder, I put my chin on the chin rest and settled against the wood of the chair. I hesitated, trying to think of what to play but nothing came to mind. So I decided to start with basic chords, just as a warm up. And before I knew it the I was playing out the feelings out all the feelings that I have experienced these last few weeks.

Each note spoke of the pain I had been going through, the pain I know I put Dritan through the pain I still held deep in my heart.

Tears were dripping down my face but with every movement my fingers made, I felt my heart getting lighter and lighter.

I had swept the last note across the strings when I heard slow clapping coming from the end of the room. I tensed knowing instantly that it wasn't Mr. Tyson, he wouldn't have come in until I came to get him. He knew how sensitive I could be when it came to my playing.

I quickly wiped my tears, embarrassed that I had been so deep into my solo that I hadn't sensed someone come into the room. For a werewolf that was the most lethal move I could have made.

I breathed in deeply, knowing at once who had come in during my performance. I was afriad to look up in fear that it would ruin my newfound peace.

I flexed my fingers again, the move had become subconscious after so many years of doing it.

"What do you want Alan?" I asked my former mate, fiddling with the strings of my violin in order to not see his gorgeous face.

"What? Can't the Alpha of his pack come and visit a member of his pack?"

"Not when that pack member is his rejected mate," I muttered.

He sighed and stepped closer to my sitting position. " Look, I just wanted to see how everything was, after well... you know."