A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 21

Darius

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Thudt

As I stand in the gym, surrounded by the stale scent of sweat and determination, my fists collide with the punching bag in a relentless, defensive attack. My main goal was to get M Nibbles’ rejection out of my head.

“I hate you, Darius”

Thud!

“Leave me alone”

Thud! Thud!

Each strike vibrated through my body, sending waves of frustration running through my veins. With every punch, I felt the weight of my anger. I was angry at myself but there was nothing could do about it.

The bag swung wildly, taunting me with its resilience. But I refuse to relent, channeling all my pent-up emotions into each blow. With each strike, I can feel the tension in my muscles increase.

“I, Angela Johnson reject you Darius Darkwood…” Her words echoed through my head. I was blinded by the vision of the tears and the scream she let out as she tried to reject me the second time. Maybe I shouldn’t have told her the truth.

Thud!

Maybe I shouldn’t have let my demons talk me into opening up to her. I f*cking want that woman all to myself but she doesn’t. It was killing me slowly, painstakingly and Lwas loving the pain even though I didn’t know how to handle it.

d lost, every

flash before my eyes, fueling the fire burning within me. Every person I’d had to bury, every person I’d one of the hurt

Thud!

leather filled the air, slowly drowning out thoughts roaming

no matter how many times I punched that bag, wouldn’t feel the satisfaction I was searching for. My hard, fast breath filled the room. I collapsed to the floor, placed my head on my knee, and finally embraced the memories I was

tame my demons without touch me or satisfying their needs, I was more in my right senses. I don’t know how she does it, but

a bitter taste in her

She asked again. She shielded

corner.

skin longed for her heat every fcking day despite

I couldn’t stand the way she was looking at me. As

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the pack was scared to look at me or even talk to me, Angela wasn’t. She would look up at me with that f*cking cute smile every day. Even before I knew she was my mate, I was a st*pid simp

Is that why I never got a second chance

I reverberated, anger coursing through my veins, snaking its way

the release of

I murmured. I couldn’t yell at her again. She was scared enough. I wasn’t satisfied, my monster wanted to

on to somebody else as well. You

change that. Not even the st*pid promise my mom made when she had me that got me bound to another

like it’s

thing to do to any werewolf on earth. It’s the worst thing.” She repeated. “The fact that you

to my knees. She was crumbled. She was in tears. Her curly beautiful hair was all

my woman shatter into the pieces I’d made her to. I didn’t mean to hurt her. I would gladly put a gun to my head