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,”

her nose so bad no

turned

before she could run off, I

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

that was around her neck. “I’ll

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

he’ll be there…” She signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion not hidden from my face, I

do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from her. Don’t listen to

kissed my

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

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

really

and I was trying to take my time.

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

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

cobalt blue and ochre, with soft, natural light entering through sheer curtains that were adorned with

was in place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration and I didn’t want

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

was struggle to even hold

called Dr. Zack. I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed help

up on the

surprised you called

I ask you a question, Dr.

and you’re free

a long time because of what I confided in you

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 or maybe you’re scared your work, wouldn’t be perfect even if you tried again. Why don’t you try letting

like him but his advice was somewhat helpful to me. I was