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,”

at that moment, I swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon

turned to her with a huge smile on her face and started

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

that was around her neck. “I’ll

seen the necklace before and it came to me as a

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

helped her tuck the necklace back behind her clothes. “You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from her. Don’t listen to whatever she

my cheek.

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

I was taken aback. She was really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon

really home to

back home, dragging my feet more than usual, I knew I would be going into the artist’s workshop today and I was trying to take my time. My mind was so ready

front of the studio for what appeared to be

of three, I grabbed the doorknob and opened it. I walked into the room with my eyes closed but as soon as I walked in, I was hit with the smell of lavender and sweet

open my eyes to 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

spoke of a

a pencil and sat in front of the easel to

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

I needed help and my mother had told

picked up on the second

I’m surprised you

ask you a question, Dr.

me Zack and you’re free to

done in a long time because of what

your work when you should’ve or maybe you’re blaming yourself for the circumstances you find yourself or maybe you’re scared your

him but his advice was somewhat helpful to me. I was actually worried about how my drawings would be since I’d neglected drawing for so