A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 61

Angela’s POV

The world around me became silent all of a sudden. I could feel the air around me seize as I struggled to breathe. I blinked repeatedly, hoping the next time I opened my eyes, I would be in a different place. In a happier place. Not somewhere Darius is on the verge of death, struggling for his life.

I couldn’t move closer to him at first because I was scared if I touched him, I’d realize he was dead. His breaths were shallow, each one a struggle against the pain. Blood pooled around his body, darkening the dirt beneath him. I could see the life slipping away from him.

The blood, the wounds were just too much. His eyes were shut and the deep creases behind his eyelids couldn’t hide the intense pain he was enduring.

“Darius,” I whispered from the door, praying he would hear me and open his eyes. I wanted him to call me His Angel again. I wanted to listen to his voice so badly I could barely breathe.

I knew I was panicking and it was allowed but it wasn’t the right time. I had to stay strong for him. I couldn’t lose hope just yet.

“Darius,” I called again, tears clouding my vision as I took a deep breath. “Please,” I cried. I couldn’t really point out who I was begging. Was it him or some superior being out there?

All I knew was I needed him to stay alive. I felt a familiar sudden pang in my chest. I usually experienced it once in a while and after several medical checkups, nothing was found, I decided it was probably normal.

The pain was so intense, more intense than usual. That was when the realization hit me. It was the mate bond. Darius didn’t lie when he told me the mate bond between us wasn’t broken. I was feeling his pain the same way I had felt it all those five years we’ve been apart.

“The doctor is here,” Azalea announced. I moved out of the room, away from the door to let the doctor do his job. They closed the door to the room and the last thing I saw was Darius moving his head slightly.

“He’s fine! He’s fine,” I assured myself repeatedly. He had to be fine. He has no f*cking right to die on me.

“Are you okay, madam?” Azalea asked.

I quickly cleaned the tears from my face and turned to him. He was also covered in blood and I could see blood trickling from his head.

“You should get that checked out,” I told him.

“I’ll ask the other doctor when he gets here. Are you sure you’re fine?”

next to me. “Sit down, Azalea. Don’t get

“But…”

“It’s a command,”

where that came from but I still said it and maintained a stoic face until he sat. I was worried he could have a concussion and the only thing he

wanted to talk

him to check Azalea first. Thankful, it wasn’t a concussion as it was

stood by the door. He murmured

genuinely

respond, Azalea pointed

“He wants you,”

and went

Darius in that state. It scared me. The last time I saw him, I’d pushed him away, walked him out of the house, and told him

1/3

are you

with her finger and cleaned the

my

face.

to talk to you about Brit,”

about that

Angela. I know. For now, we should focus on Darius and how he’s

my head as more tears ran down my face. I stared

feet.

want to

Angela. Do you know the number of times I told your daddy to f*ck off and never come back?

know what

about that at this moment? Was it the confirmation of the mate bond that

We make mistakes, we get confused, we

“Can you get Reina from school? Don’t bring her here, please. Take her to your place. I’ll come

that’s what