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 final,”

my plan because I knew you were going to react this way,”

want

“I don’t

I said didn’t matter, he turned and opened the door. “I’m not going in into that

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to

a*s in or I haul your a*s

say a word but stopped when I knew

before he closed the door, he leaned in and whispered. “Roll your eyes one more time, My Angel and I would finally find an excuse to spank your cute

and had to

“Good girl,”

of the funeral house and I gave the driver my

avoided Darius‘ gaze and refused to talk to him. He kept on staring at

are you staring at me?” I

crept to his lips.

eyes. “I know,”

I love how you know you’re perfect and beautiful. You’re

want

the pack wouldn’t be a bad

“A

vacation. We can spend two days away in a

my face. “Do you even know the definition of

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

you fucking go back

gentleman, My Angel. I always stand by

prospect of going on a vacation

who’s this woman we’re attending

my hand, assuring me it was fine. “I had 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

“Now, I’m jealous,”

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a woman,” I said,

birth and was there for you when you