Page 22 of Sonata
“The three of you are descendants of one of the Muses. You manipulate energy with sound.” Creeping up to the fork in the hallway, I kept my eyes straight, although I could feel Viola’s gaze on my face. “All three from the same one, or from different ones, we are not sure.”
“That could explain some things.” The female on my back murmured.
“Melody, we are certain, is descendant of the Muse of music and sound. We don’t have much to go on, but the assumption is the two of you are from the same bloodline as well.”
“Where is Melody?”
“She is safe with his brother.” My mate answered, warming my insides that she didn’t question my honesty. She was looking at the violin pressed between us when I darted a glance. “What do you mean we manipulate energy? Like when we play, we can change things around us?”
“Killing people is not changing things.” The other female barely whispered the words. I would’ve missed it if she didn’t say them so close to my ear.
“Lucian?” I looked at my mate.
“I’ll kill you all.” My head snapped up.
The witch found us.
