A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 82

Angela’s POV

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Two days ago, we returned back to the pack. This particular morning, I woke up feeling strangely enthusiastic about drawing and painting again. A part me felt it was about time to get back to the drawing board. I didn’t know if I still had it in me to be who I used to be but there wasn’t a harm in ever trying.

After getting Reina ready for school, I made her a quick breakfast and took her to school.

“Mama, are you happy?” Reina suddenly asked as we got to the school’s gate,

I frowned, “What are you talking about? I am happy”

She only shrugged. “I just want you to be always happy,”

“The same way I want you to be always happy. Are you happy Reina?” I asked her.

“Yes, mama. I have you, I have daddy, I have grandma and I have aunt Brit and I also have friends, Mark, Julle…. she went ahead to start listing probably all of her classmates and I couldn’t stop the smile that plastered itself on my face.

“I’m glad you’re happy, Reina,”

She nodded. “Aunt Daisy said she would be happy if you leave the pack,”

My ears suddenly p r c k e d up. “When did she say that?”

She began counting her fingers. “I don’t know but it’s been long ago. That time she took me for ice cream,”

“Was it when we first arrived here?” I asked her.

“Yes, mama,”

that moment, I swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take up

she turned to her with a huge smile

ma…” before she could run off, I pulled

for what she said. She cannot dictate how you and I get to live our lives. What she said was mean and you shouldn’t have heard that. The next time you see her, call for help. What would you do when you’re in

brought out a new necklace that was

before and it came to me as a surprise. “who

to press this red button while counting to ten and he’ll be there…” She signaled for me

I helped her tuck the necklace back behind her clothes. “You should do that too but when you see

my cheek.

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

said so curtly I was taken aback. She was really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon as she got

pack was really home to

would be going into the artist’s workshop today and I was trying to take my time. My mind was so ready to tum and walk to

in front of the studio for what appeared to be an hour. I paced a little, sat down, and

the doorknob and opened it. I walked

a brilliant, yet beautiful space. The room was painted in cobalt blue and ochre, with soft, natural light entering through sheer curtains that were adorned with splashes of paint. Canvases of various sizes were placed

equipment that I needed was in place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration and I

and sat in front of the easel to at least make a stroke

fingers kept on trembling and all I could do was struggle to even hold the pencil. Idropped it out of exasperation and ran my fingers through my

called Dr. Zack. I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed help and my mother had told me not

up on the

surprised you

you a question,

me Zack and you’re

done in a long time because

your head, Angela. It might be fear of not committing to your work when you should’ve or maybe you’re blaming yourself for the circumstances you find yourself

might not really like him but his advice was somewhat helpful to me. I was actually worried about how my drawings would