A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 66

Angela’s POV

“Even if I say I didn’t kill him, would you believe me?”

He asked, his gaze settling on mine. He slowly moved his eyes to my lips and I suddenly felt tongue–tied. It was obvious he was waiting for me to say something but I couldn’t find the word.

“I don’t know what to believe anymore. People are talking and I can…”

He cupped my face, staring into my soul. “Something happened, am I wrong? Someone said something to you and that pissed you off. Instead of waiting, you came right into my office, made me walk those men out just so you can have all of my attention,”

I bit down on my bottom lip. “I didn’t ask you to walk them out,” I argued.

“I didn’t say you did but you’re still getting punished later,”

He winked at me and I found myself blushing.

I looked down, trying to avoid his gaze and at the same time, trying not to forget the reason why I came to him in the first place.

“I need an answer, Darius,” I reminded him. My anger had disappeared already and it made me realize I was actually angry at my sister, not Darius. I suddenly regret my action of barging into his office.

“I didn’t kill your father. If anything, I warned him about the accident before it happened but he must’ve trusted my father more than me. I mean, I broke his daughter’s heart,”

His answer put my mind at ease. I was relieved to find out my sister was wrong about him. That what the people were saying about Darius wasn’t true.

“Does that mean you’re not a murderer?” I asked him.

He scoffed. “What? Do you think not being your father’s murderer makes me a no–murderer at all?”

I frowned.

“You’re too innocent for your own good, my Angel. I’ve killed people but never touched an innocent person. All those that I’ve killed deserved it,”

He slipped his hand into his pocket as he walked to his desk. “Come here, baby,” he said. I approached him, taking the hand he extended to me. With a firm grip on my waist, he lifted me onto the desk. Darius smirked, then slid between my thighs, wrapping an arm around my waist.

the last time we were in

eaten me out on his desk while I was

that?” He offered, pinching

distracting me and I didn’t hate it. “I’m here for a different reason. Can you tell me what happened? Why is my father dead

I asked.

killed the

“Please,” I begged.

to say no when you look at

moved away from me and rested his back against the wall opposite me. He stared at me with love and reluctance, his eyes betraying

for a while if your father was still alive somehow, right,”

I nodded. “Yes,”

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Chapter 66

not going to resurrect and or show up somewhere someday. He’s gone for good and that was because my f*cking father is a horrible leader and friend,” He stopped talking, then tightened his jaw. “He

“What? He

how Mason always finds out about

“Yes,”

but he came to me one day with a copy of the document

human world I’d hardly keep up with the werewolf world. I haven’t heard of him,”

been hearing a lot about Rogue Alphas.

look for a shelter and wait for me to come get you. He’s a

him,” I announced.

I’m scared for me. I have you and Reina to protect now. I’d lived my life without fear before because I didn’t have anyone

at him. He shrugged. It was

information from the few people we knew here and in the process, we found out about the trip. On the day of the trip, they all left in the same car but along the way, my father entered a different car. I don’t know what he told the rest for them to have believed him

trusted him,” I

heard my Dad talk about Darius‘ father with so

him. A few days before the funeral, I came here and took control of the pack before the Rogue King could. I have no idea what my father’s next move was after selling the pack and killing those who might oppose the Rogue King. I tried asking him, but he never said a word. At least the old geezer left a will stating I should never take over the pack or challenge him, but I’m Darius Darkwood–I don’t take

why they thought you killed the pack leaders so you could become the

snickered. “If I wanted to take over a pack, I’d choose one that’s not on the brink of collapse. My father left this

ruins.”