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.

worse. I pranked the therapist and he ended up falling down his office stairs and that was the end of therapy for me. From that moment

was a human world and they wouldn’t just be able to relate to werewolves and

“Like the police did,”

I clicked my tongue and almost cursed out because I

“How did you know?”

“What?”

the police blamed

it up. “It was an

towards me. All of a sudden, I

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Chapter 81

taking

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

to wipe it off a handkerchief I could get but blood

that?” She asked worriedly.

dead.

forehead and the way she looked at me as if it’d

not my blood,” I

is it then? It’s on your skin. It should

It’s not my blood. It’s somebody else’s blood. You’ll believe me

me before I could even

did you do, Darius? Did you

that b a

b a a r d are you talking

ignore it, she still wouldn’t drop the matter so it would be

her hair and mumbled some incoherent words under

not being

you. Am I just supposed to sit back and let him get away with what he did? He had the audacity to babble about it in front of me,”

“What did he say?”

mattered. He got taught a lesson and

never

know. But it’s the only language I understand

“You could’ve gotten hurt,”

worried

see, I’m perfectly fine. You don’t have

d thing next time, let me know or else I’ll kill