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

and she turned

ma…” before she could run off, I pulled her back to

What she said was

brought out a new necklace that was around

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

button while counting to ten and he’ll be there…” She signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion not hidden from my face, I did, “he’ll be there in five

necklace back behind her clothes. “You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from her.

kissed my cheek. “Yes,

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“Bye,”

She was really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the three of them including one boy, held hands

pack was really home to

trying

I stood in front of the studio for what appeared to be an

it. I walked into the room with my eyes closed but as soon as I

light entering through sheer curtains that were adorned with splashes of paint. Canvases of various sizes were placed against the wall. Brushes of all shapes and sizes, as well as

missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration and I didn’t want to

a sketch first, I picked up a pencil and sat in front of the easel to at least make

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

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

up on the

I’m surprised

you a question,

Zack and

something I’ve not done in a long time because of what I confided in you

your work when you should’ve or maybe you’re blaming yourself for the circumstances you find yourself or maybe you’re scared your work, wouldn’t be

to me. I was actually