A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 79

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Angela’s POV

“I’m gonna miss you, babe,” I k*ssed Reina’s ch*ek as I dropped her off at my mom’s. I should’ve allowed her to stay with Darius but when I asked him this morning, he said he would be too busy to come home.

“Have fun, mama,” She waved.

I laughed.

“It’s a funeral, babe. There’s no fun in that. I’ll see you soon,”

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“Go now, Angela. You’ll be late for the reception,” my mom urged me. I quickly gave her a brief hug before hugging Reina again.

“Thanks, Mom. You’re doing me a great favor and I appreciate you,”

“No, Angela. You did me a good deed by bringing this girl into my life. You saved me, Angela. Both you and your daughter,”

They went back into the house and I stood at the front porch staring at the door for a few seconds before finally leaving. My mom’s words weighed on my heart and it got me emotional. My eyes were filled with tears but I didn’t let it drop. While I was feeling like a stupid, useless daughter to her, she was seeing me in a different light.

As I approached the gates, the first thing I noticed was a sleek, black car that was parked by the side of the road. It was the same car I saw on my first day back in the pack, the same car Darius stepped out of.

Just like deja vu, Darius came down from the car dressed in a black suit, a white shirt, black pants, and of course, black sunglasses.

He looked so handsome and delectable at the same time. My mouth dropped open as I took in his 6ft4 gorgeousness. He looked like he came out of a Playboy magazine.

Our eyes met and I forced my feet to go meet him. Before I could ask what he was doing there, he asked, “Is my outfit appropriate enough for a funeral?”

Compared to the black gown, flannel jacket, and flat shoes I was wearing, he looked like a Greek god. He could wear newspaper like a homeless man and still look like a runway supermodel.

Wait! My head replayed his question and I was like, what?

“What? What funeral are you talking about?”

“The same funeral you’re attending. I’ll be going with you,”

not going with me and that’s

be stubborn, Angela. I didn’t tell you about my plan because I knew

you going with me, Darius. Why do you want to go? Do you

“I don’t care,

matter, he turned and opened the door. “I’m not going in into that car when I know

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beside me to attend the funeral,

cocked his eyebrow. “Get your pretty a*s in or I haul your a*s into the car,”

when I knew it

rolled my eyes at him as I obediently entered the back seat. Right before he closed the door, he leaned in and whispered. “Roll your eyes one more time, My Angel and I would finally find an

and had to

“Good girl,”

within five seconds, he was beside me. He asked for the address of the funeral house and I gave the driver my phone so he

to talk to him. He kept on staring at me so lovingly that

are you staring at me?”

crept to his lips. “because

eyes. “I know,”

how you know you’re

even want to go

days away from the pack wouldn’t be a bad

gasped. “A

vacation. We can spend two days away in a different environment,”

definition of a few days? I thought you were going to say a week or two,”

spend a day or two and after the entire Resistance problem is resolved, we’ll spend a month

you fucking go back on your words,”

Angel. I always

winked and I blushed. The prospect of going on a vacation with

this woman we’re attending her funeral?”

to leave his shelter. I had nowhere else to go. This woman had only seen me around once or twice at the supermarket where I worked part–time when I approached her and told her I needed a place to lay my head for

“Now, I’m jealous,”

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Chapter 79

a woman,” I

to witness Reina’s birth and was there for you