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,”

clenched my jaw. If I saw Daisy at that moment, I swear that I’d break her nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take

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

could run off, I pulled her back to

She cannot dictate how you and I get to live 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 you do when

new necklace that was around her neck. “I’ll

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

counting to ten and he’ll be there…” She signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion

“You should do that too but when you see

kissed my

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“Bye,”

was really eager to go theet with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the

pack was really

trying to take my time. My mind was so ready to

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

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

blue and ochre, with soft, natural 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 an easel, were in the center of the

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

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

all I could do was struggle to even hold the pencil. Idropped it out of exasperation

called Dr. Zack. I wasn’t his biggest fan but I needed help and my mother had told me not to hesitate

picked up on the second

I’m surprised you called

you

call me Zack and you’re

trying to do something I’ve not done in a long time because of what I confided in

possible it’s all in your head, 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

was somewhat helpful to me. I was actually worried about how my drawings would