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

you drained and exhausted

time before we get to that

the energetic Reina that I knew. As we walked along to my mom’s house, she excitedly

on our way and before Reina could run to her, I pulled her back and increased our pace. I

about

to you too,

and my mom hugged tightly before my mom took her by

how was your therapy session with

my stomach. I froze

it?” I asked

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.

stance. “Not sure where you’re heading with

you and Darius, anyways?”

“What?”

the fruit jar and walked into the kitchen

you guys getting back

why do you

raised an eyebrow. “There’s been talk around the pack. People are gossiping about your intimate relationship with the

Does it matter?”

It matters. I know you guys have a child together but the earlier you define your relationship,

thought you liked Darius,” I groaned.

ou want

back

you think he’ll let me leave this

sighed loudly. “Why are you so desperate and eager to leave this

percentage of the world’s population

to me, placed her

Angela, I wanted to question her sudden switch in the conversation. “I won’t stop you if you want to stay or leave but just be happy. Make decisions that’ll make

know, mom.

Just take your time but don’t take too much

my

“Thanks, mom,

snapped her fingers. “Brit would

“Wait!

is coming tonight, Angela. You should come by tomorrow morning

Holy fuck!

unfortunately, we hated each other. We couldn’t stand in each other’s presence without trying to kill the other person. Even though I hadn’t spoken to her in

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years, I was sure she would still hate my guts, courtesy of what happened between us on the day I left