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

time

walked along to my mom’s house, she excitedly waved at everyone we came across, oblivious to how tensed

before Reina could run to her, I pulled her back and increased our pace. I wasn’t ignoring her because of what happened with Charles, I was just being careful because of her involvement with “The

about you,”

you too,

mom took her by

was your therapy session with Zack?”

my stomach. I froze at the spot.

about it?” I

you wanted to talk to him again because he couldn’t reach you and I guessed it must have been about a session. Or why else would my daughter be seeing my

my stance. “Not sure where you’re heading with

going on with you

“What?”

took an apple out of the fruit jar

getting

do you ask?”

around the pack. People are

them gossip. Does it matter?”

a child together but

thought you liked Darius,”

ou want

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

if I don’t? Do you think he’ll let me leave this

desperate

get it that werewolves take a bigger percentage of the world’s

up to me, placed her hand on my chest,

her sudden switch in the conversation. “I won’t stop you if you want to stay or leave but just be happy. Make decisions

mom.

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

my

“Thanks, mom,

fingers. “Brit would

frowned. “Wait!

sister is coming tonight, Angela. You should come by tomorrow morning to say hi,”

Holy fuck!

sister. A younger sister. She was two years younger than I was and unfortunately, we hated each other. We couldn’t stand in each other’s presence without trying to

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my guts, courtesy of what happened between us on the day I