A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 81

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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.

It even got worse. I pranked the therapist and he ended up

human world and they wouldn’t just be able to

“Like the police did,”

I clicked my tongue and almost cursed

“How did you know?”

“What?”

just said the police

“It was an assumption,

as I heard her marching towards me. All of a sudden, I was worried about what her

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Chapter 81

before taking

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

a handkerchief I could get but blood is one nasty

blood is that?” She asked

dead.

on her forehead and the way she

my

then? It’s on your skin. It

telling the truth. It’s not my blood. It’s somebody else’s blood. You’ll believe

me before I could even stand up from

you do, Darius?

interested in killing that b a

dropped open. “What b a

be better to just tell now. “The b a s t

ran her hands through her hair and mumbled some incoherent words under

not being serious right

audacity to babble about it in front of me,” I clenched my fist as I remembered how the b a

“What did he say?”

mattered. He got taught a lesson and that’s all that

never always the

I know. But it’s the only language I understand

“You could’ve gotten hurt,”

worried about

perfectly fine. You don’t have to

u p i d thing next time, let me know or else