A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 51

Angela

“Can I help you, Miss?” Darius’ receptionist who also happened to be one of the pack’s warriors stopped me as soon as I marched out of the elevator.

I didn’t plan on speaking to anyone else except Darius.

“What?” I asked him. That was when I turned to see he was a kid, maybe eighteen or nineteen and instantly, I felt guilty talking to him that way.

“Do you have an appointment?” He asked, scrutinising me. His eyes were on the computer and at the same time on me. With his stance. I knew he was ready to block the door to Darius’ office if I ever tried to enter.

“Since when do we need an appointment before seeing the Alpha?” I asked back..

Although the question was rhetorical, I still expected some answers since I was genuinely curious.

“Since forever, ma’am,”

“The last time I was here, I didn’t need an appointment,” I answered.

“I’m sorry about that ma’am but I can inform him immediately that you’re around and if he wants to see you…”

“If?” I interrupted, stopping him.

“His rules, not mine,” he explained.

I took a deep breath. There was no need tryin

to disgrace myself any further, I’m sure Darius wouldn’t let me in, talk less of talking to him. The plan was to barge in unnoticed so I could give him a piece of t

my mind..

“Don’t worry about it,” I waved the boy off. “Thank you,

His eyes held many questions. I could feel.my shoulders slumped and my anger deflated like a ball pierced with iron. The boy said something but I’d already tuned him out as I dragged my feet towards the elevator.

As I was about to press the elevator button, the door opened and Azalea walked in.

“Madam,”

I raised an eyebrow. “What?” I asked. Did he just call me Madam Or did I hear wrong?

“Are you here to see Alpha Darius?” He asked.

I nodded. “I was told I can’t see him without an appointment,”

He gave the boy a stern look, threw his hand in his pocket and gestured for me to follow him

an

Darius’ door and waited for about five seconds before he opened the door and told me to go

“Thank you,” I muttered

“Yes ma’am,”

Was there any day I met him not busy? I stood by

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stealing information or cracking the

what seemed like an hour but just ten seconds, I waited by the door

I didn’t realise how much I loved hearing him call me Nibbles even

enough, I mumbled under my breath. He didn’t even look up at

scent is all over the place. I knew

“Fine

began walking to the sofa so I could take a seat but his next words made me stop in

two minutes to spare you.

my

my time,

reason, I decided to make

of me.

“I saw some

a room at your home and I saw my nameplate on it.

wanted to hear

about it, did they?”

to ask you I lied. I clenched my toes so badly I could feel the

busy. It’s an artist workspace Get busy and throw out any plans to ‘escape from this hellhole” he laid emphasis

furrowed my eyebrows. “So, you think I wanted to leave because I was

of your

“F*ck you, Darius,”

to meet mine and we both

His eyes sprang up

fire, Angela,”

backwards and stared at him. I realised he wasn’t

want the workspace. The thing is, I don’t want that room in that house. If you’ll keep it, keep it

ground, in the wilderness than

the pen froze and his eyes

hate it,” he asked

it,” I responded, through

“Why?”

it’s ugly