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,”

If I saw Daisy at that moment, I swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take up the job of fixing her

called her name and she turned to her with a huge smile

run off, I pulled

said was mean and you shouldn’t have heard that. The next time you see her, call for help.

new necklace that

the necklace before and it came to

did. He said to press this red 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

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

my cheek.

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

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

was really home

home, dragging my feet more than usual, I knew I would be going into the artist’s workshop today and I was trying

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

formula and without thinking at the count 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

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

needed was in place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of

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

do was struggle to even hold the pencil. Idropped

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

picked up on

surprised

you

call me Zack and you’re free to

not done in a long time because of what I confided in you about and I find

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

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