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?”

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

“But…”

“It’s a command,”

it and maintained a stoic face until he sat. I was worried he could have a concussion

him and he sat right back. I wanted to talk to the nurse who came out of the room but she walked

and I asked him to check Azalea first. Thankful, it

out and stood by the door. He murmured something before he continued talking. “Nibbles. Who’s

genuinely confused.

could respond, Azalea

“He wants you,”

announced and

last time I saw him, I’d pushed him away, walked him

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are you doing

my hair with her finger and cleaned the new tears

my

face.

came to talk to you about Brit,”

talk about

we should focus on Darius and how he’s going to get better. You should go to him,

my head as more tears ran down my face. I

feet.

I didn’t want to

come back? That doesn’t mean I didn’t want

know what

thinking about that at this moment?

get confused, we take stupid decisions. Go to

here, please.

ask, I know that’s what I’m supposed to do.