A Love Reawakened The Alpha’s Regret by Alphabetical B

Chapter 147

BOOK 2 CHAPTER 17

Do you want to go in Commander Mika asked.

We were still standing in front of the door for reasons best known to each of us. I knew why I was there but I still didn’t understand why Commander Mika was standing there with me.

I turned to her. “What?” I asked her again. It wasn’t as though I didn’t hear her the first time but I was so deep in thoughts I wanted to confirm if 1 heard what I thought I heard.

“I asked if you wanted to go in, she repeated.

“Where?”

She pointed at the door and laughed. Why was she being nice and friendly to me? I’d seen her interact with others. She didn’t usually smile so much at them. She was strict but mostly professional. She was good at her duty as the second in command. I loved the fact that she was strong, fast, and could beat up five men without stressing too much. Also, she had great pride in her duty.

“It’s an art room. Only one person is currently using it. We’re looking for more art enthusiasts who would love to paint and draw here,”

She unlocked the door and we both walked in.

The smell of brushes, canvas, and paints hit me like a dream. It was a representation of a world I’d always loved but never had

to priviledge to touch. I and Ella shared one thing in common. It was our love for painting but I’d learned to suppress that part of me a long time ago.

“What do you think?” Mika asked.

I shook my head. “It’s plain, I lied.

It was beautiful and it was fucking brilliant. Some majestic artworks that were hung on the wall were the best I’d ever seen

it doesn’t matter that I’d only seen a few in books. It wasn’t until I got to this rogue pack that I’d seen artworks live on walls.

“I think it’s brilliant, Commander Mika complimented.

see a lot of good

and

control it. I bit

that.

She asked me with

and I smiled back. That nod was a big

of liars, Lunas gave fake hopes, and packs were just living under the rules of their Alpha without having a mind of their home. Where I came from, there might be a lot of rules but you

She asked. She sat on a stool and

“My what?”

on their easels in front of us, carefully positioning them as an artist would before beginning a

childhood. What

be like?

me an answer, try

“Paint what out?”

Chapter 147

Your childhood.”

again. She sat on her stool and began painting. She

I don’t paint,”

but trust me, this is fun. The weirder whatever you paint is, the more we will laugh. It doesn’t even have to be good. It could be anything. I promise that you’ll want

at the mention of Rowan’s

the canvas. Maybe it wasn’t vanity to have a little fun. Trying it

what was my childhood

began painting as much as I could. I hadn’t done it before but as Commander Mika said, it doesn’t have

was

time. I did as

nowhere, the door was suddenly thrown open. When I said thrown open, I didn’t mean just pushed, I meant dislocated from his hinges

looking sinister and scary. His eyes were

Mika came in front of me, blocking me from his line of

Thorne, she growled.