A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 2

ANGELA

Five years later

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As I stood at the back of the crowd, a heavy silence hung in the air and it was only broken by some occasional murmuring and sniffles from some of the pack members Five years ago, I leh this pack and its members for good.

Some pack members looked back, saw me, and had this crazy pitiful look on their faces.

I frowned deeply.

Why feel pity for me? I’m not the one who died. The Alpha, the Ga*ma and unfortunately, my father were the ones who died. According to my mother, they were on their way to a meeting when their car detonated in an explosion caused by a bomb and all three of them died.

My mother didn’t call me immediately after it happened, she called me two days later and told me the funeral was today. Even though we hadn’t said a word to each other for a year, she believed I should be around for my father’s funeral. I took a long trip home just to stand at the back of the crowd in my five foot-seven height to listen to sad howls and horrific farewells. –

I couldn’t see those who stood at the front but I could see the new Beta, a formidable wolf with a scarred face, standing against a wall, his head bowed and his shoulder tensed.

As the ceremony ended, pack members walked forward to the makeshift altar, left flowers, and went home. Soon, it was my turn. I had no flowers, words, or offering for my father or the rest. I just stood in front of the altar, stared at the pictures of my late father, and said nothing for minutes. The same nothing we said to each other for five years.

“You were late, My mother complained behind me,

“I didn’t want to come.” I whispered back. It was too painful to be back here. My relationship with my father got bad after 1 got together with Darius but became worse when I left the pack without saying goodbye to him. Now, he’s gone and I forever lost the chance to amend our relationship.

“You didn’t want to attend your father’s funeral!” her voice raised She was angry and maybe sad too. She wouldn’t understand even if I told her how I felt.

I don’t know how she got the strength to still stand on both feet after losing her mate but she may be putting on a facade.

I shrugged my shoulders, acting as though I didn’t care. They stopped caring about me the moment I chose Darius over them and even became more disappointed when he left me for another woman.

“You should’ve at least respected him enough to come early and give him some flowers,” she gritted between her teeth.

“At least, I’m here,” I whispered into the wind. “Tin here, Father, The last words were more silent and meant for just one person

She should be grateful for that.

ran away when he left you, you didn’t give us any chance.

talk about this later, I

promise was a lie. I wouldn’t want to stay behind and talk about all that happened. I just

I’m heading back to the next town for my flight and

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home and here is just too toxic

asked. I looked away from my father’s picture and

“Who?”

“Darius,”

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He was one of the reasons why I never wanted to come back to this pack all these years. He was dead to

“He’s dead,”

He’s still alive. He’ll take over as the new alpha of this pack

hated by you all for being a

I reminded her.

Angela. He was a troublemaker and a horrible child, worse is, he’s a beast now. Ever since his wife died, he became a demon. People feared him everywhere he

wasn’t any of my

about

are some things I

for a minute. “You go ahead, I’ll

behind her, I would be on my way out. I picked up a flower that had dropped to the bare ground and placed it in front of my father’s picture for one last time before I

stopped on the other side of the road and there was a sudden shift in the air. Suddenly, a scent was carried to me and a flicker of recognition

scent I hadn’t encountered in what felt like an eternity. My legs were rooted to the spot and I found myself able to move. Standing right across the road was Darius. He was wearing a

feel was nothing but hatred for him. As soon as I thought he was going to make a move, I walked away

breathe the same air as the man who broke my heart and left me crumbled and shattered. He left as ift meant nothing to him

first two months after he left were ugly, I could barely get myself up from the floor. Leould only

to handle and the thought of him being

me

Nope! It ruined me.

to leave the same

That way, I was able to avoid my mother.