A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 81

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but I wouldn’t want to bore you out. Thank you for the support.

Darius’ POV

By the time I returned back to the hotel, it was almost midnight. I dismissed my men and asked them all to get a good night’s rest including the ones left behind at the hotel for Angela’s safety.

Although I’d thought Angela would be asleep by the time I returned, the scenario I met was different. I opened the door to see her sitting on the bed, holding the stone the late woman gave her. She looked up at me as soon as she heard the door open and I saw her eyes filled with tears.

My hands were a bit b l o d y so I quickly hid them behind my back.

“I think I’m a bad person, Darius,”

“Why would you say something like that?” I asked her. She was being too hard on herself.

“She remembered me even when she was dying and I totally forgot about her,”

e like we think. Even if we lose memories of them, our soul always remembers

“You didn’t forget about her. We don’t really forget about other people!

them,”

*She wanted to pay for my therapy after what happened but I said no.5

“Why?” I hated therapy but I still wouldn’t undermine its effectiveness.

She didn’t have to. She insisted and I lied to her that I already did,”

I sat at a distance from her because I didn’t want her to notice the blood stain on my hand and my shi

“I didn’t want to go to therapy,”

“Therapy is helpful sometimes,”

“Have you ever gone to one?” She asked.

my father thought I was a disturbed pup. He took me for woll therapy but nothing changed. It even got worse. I

didn’t go to therapy because it was a human world and they wouldn’t just be able to

“Like the police did,”

un…” she paused. I clicked my tongue and almost cursed out because

“How did you know?”

“What?”

the police blamed

it up. “It was an

of a sudden, I was worried about what her reaction

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before taking

to look at her. She was staring at my hand. It

d y, I’d managed to wipe it off a handkerchief I could get but blood is one

Whose blood is that?” She asked worriedly. I could

dead.

the way she looked at me as if it’d

not my blood,” I

your

somebody else’s blood. You’ll believe

at me before I could even stand up from the

you do, Darius? Did you

that b a

open. “What b a a r d are you talking

wouldn’t drop the matter so it would be better to just tell now. “The b a s t ad who hurt you,”

hair and mumbled some incoherent

not being

sit back and let him get away with what he did? He had the audacity to babble about it in front of me,” I clenched my fist as I

“What did he say?”

got taught a lesson

never

know. But it’s the only language I understand especially for people like that

“You could’ve gotten hurt,”

was worried

perfectly fine. You

u p i d