A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 59

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Angela’s POV

The Resistance!

After they burned down the warehouse, there was a deafening silence in the pack. A lot of people knew something was wrong or maybe something was going on but Darius tried as much as possible not to let on and that caused murmuring among the people.

They couldn’t voice out their opinion and that was probably what started the Resistance in the first place. Darius didn’t take the people’s opinions into account before he became their Alpha and out of fear, the people never told him they didn’t want him as their Alpha.

I tucked Reina’s shirt into her pink leather shorts as she sucked a finger. She was sleepy even though it was almost eleven in the morning and on a school day. I decided to let her skip school since she wasn’t as active as she used to be. I’d thought she would be pretty excited to see her grandma after a long time but for some reason, she wasn’t.

“What’s wrong, babes?” I caressed her chin as she managed to open her eyes to stare at me.

I’d taken her temperature carlier and it was normal. I didn’t want to panic but I was going to check us in at the hospital before taking her grandma’s house.

“Do you want to sleep?”

She shook her head. “Not sleepy, mama,“

“Then, what’s wrong? Tell me. Or do you want to not see Grandma today? We can do that tomorrow,” I assured her with a huge grin on my face..

“I miss Grandma,”

That meant she wanted to see her.

“Then, what’s wrong?”

“Uncle D… she hummed. Daddy. Did he leave?”

Her eyes watered as those words left her lips. Her lips in turn wobbled and she held my pinky finger.

“No, Reina. Uncle D didn’t leave us. He’s been busy with work and you’re usually asleep when he gets back That’s why you haven’t seen him.”

The light in her eyes sparkled again as she heard those words. They were reassuring enough for her, I guess.

Ever since the warehouse was burnt down, Darius had been very busy. I’d barely seen him around the house. The only thing I could hold on to was his scent which was usually left behind in my room and Reina’s room every morning. It’s been two weeks since the Resistance made themselves known and the tension hadn’t eased down since then.

“He’ll come back,” she reassured me or maybe herself.

“He never left, Babes,” I reassured her.

Reina and I, especially her, weren’t used to allowing people into our lives. It has been only the two of us all her life and I’d never had to deal with a situation like this. How was I supposed to explain to a five–year–old that people were shitty? They could up

day, leaving you drained and exhausted

time before we get to

I knew. As we walked along to my mom’s house, she excitedly waved at everyone we came across, oblivious to how tensed the pack was.

I pulled her back and increased our pace. I wasn’t ignoring her because of what happened with Charles,

asked about you,”

you too, Mother,”

tightly before my mom took her by the hand and showed her the playroom she built for

therapy session

dropped in my stomach. I froze at

about it?” I asked rhetorically.

waved me off. “Of course not but he asked if you wanted to talk to him again because he couldn’t reach you and I guessed it must have been about a session.

my stance. “Not sure where you’re heading

going on with you and

“What?”

an apple out of the fruit jar and

you guys getting back

why do you

around the pack. People are gossiping about your intimate relationship

them gossip. Does it

child together but the earlier

thought you liked Darius,” I groaned.

ou want

wants you back in his life. You should make up your mind if you him back

Do you think he’ll let me leave this pack?”

“Why are you so desperate and eager to leave

mom. I get it that werewolves take a bigger percentage of the world’s population now but the human world is amazing too and has more freedom,”

suddenly walked up to me, placed her hand on my chest, and

you, Angela, I wanted to question her sudden switch in the conversation. “I won’t stop

mom. I’m

to be confused. Just take your time but don’t take too much

my

“Thanks, mom,

fingers. “Brit

“Wait! What?”

You should come by tomorrow

Holy fuck!

hated each other. We couldn’t stand in each other’s presence without trying to kill the other person. Even though

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was sure she would still hate my guts, courtesy of what happened between