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 nose so bad no plastic surgeon would take up the job of

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

before she could run off, I pulled her back

I get to live our lives. What she said was mean and you shouldn’t have heard that. The next time you see her,

that was

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

signaled for me to come down to her level. With confusion not hidden from my

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

my cheek. “Yes,

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

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

pack was really home to

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

I stood in front of the studio for what appeared

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

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

that I needed was in place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of

up a pencil and sat in front

hold the pencil. Idropped

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

on

surprised you called

I ask you a question,

me Zack and you’re free to ask

in a long time because

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 anything and

his advice was somewhat helpful to me. I was actually