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,”

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

one of her friends called her name and she turned to her

she could run off, I pulled her back to

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

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

the necklace before and it came 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

behind her clothes. “You should do that too

my cheek. “Yes,

Chapter 82

“Bye,”

theet with her friends. As soon as she got to them, the three of them including one boy, held

pack was really

I was trying to take my time. My mind was so ready to tum and walk to my mom’s place but I was also

for what appeared to be

3,2,1 formula and without thinking at the count of three, I grabbed the doorknob and opened it. I walked into the

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 place. Nothing was missing. It spoke of a language of inspiration

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

could do was struggle to even hold the pencil. Idropped it out of exasperation and ran

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

up on the

I’m surprised

ask you a

and you’re free to

to do something I’ve not done in a long time because of what I confided in you about and I find my

find yourself or maybe you’re scared your work, wouldn’t be perfect even if you

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