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,”

Daisy at that moment, I swear that I’d break her

here,” one of her friends called her name and she turned to her with a huge smile on her face and started

could run off, I pulled her

wrong for what she said. She cannot dictate how you and I get to live our lives. What she said was mean and you

that was around

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

signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion

“You should do that too but when you see Daisy, walk away from

my

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the three of them including one boy, held hands and walked into

pack was really

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

for what appeared to be an hour. I paced a little, sat down,

three, I grabbed the doorknob and opened it. I walked into the room with my eyes closed but

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

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

front of the easel to at least make a stroke or something but I

hold the pencil. Idropped it out of

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

on

surprised you

I ask you a question,

me Zack and

a long time because

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 go of everything and

really like 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