Chapter 50
Angela
Two hours after Darius left with Reina, I was sitting in the living area of the house. The cleaning guys were done and the house looked like a better version of itself. Although some painting guys were still around the corners, repainting but the interior was looking sharp and beautiful.
The front door bell rang and my eyes lifted to see Mason walking in with a tray of food. I’d just contemplated walking out of the house to visit my mom’s, make breakfast and get some groceries along the way. The kitchen was practically empty.
“Breakfast?” Mason offered as he left the food on the dining table
“No, thank you,” I replied out of pride even though my stomach was grumbling.
He went into the kitchen and came back with two spoons and two plates. He gave me one and for a minute, I was taken
aback.
“You should cat. If you have to make Darius listen to you, you need your strength,”
“What?”
“I was the one who told him about the news of you leaving,”
“How did you know?” I asked. He wasn’t even in our pack. When did he even arrive?
He shrugged. “I beat the crap out of someone and he confessed like his as* was set on fire or maybe…” he paused and pointed at me. “I set his a8s on fire,”
I frowned. It didn’t make sense. Everything was becoming confusing to me.
“When did this happen? I mean, when did you get this confession?” I asked him, rushing out the questions as soon as possible.
“April 15th,”
“Wait, wait,” I raised my palm, acting as though if he said anything else, I’ll forget what I wanted to think about.
Charles told me about someone going after my life because of Darius on April 17th, so how come Mason knew I would leave? Does that mean Charles already planned everything before he even came to me? How was he able to figure out how irrational I would act about the situation?
Did he psychoanalyze me?
“What are you thinking about?” Mason asked, pulling me out of my train of thoughts before I crashed.
1 opened my mouth to talk but stopped when I saw some women walking out of the house,
One of them turned and told Mason they were done with cleaning the rooms upstairs.
I wasn’t interested in whatever they had to say. All that ran through my head was how Charles screwed me up. He planned everything and only pulled me along in his dirty games like a fool.
“I didn’t. I started. Mason turned to me. “I didn’t plan anything with Charles,”
Mason smirked. “Well, he said otherwise
“Is it true Darius banned him from the pack?”
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I asked him.
He nodded else was Darius going to do with him? He threw him out of his pack,
I didn’t believe that. Darius could’ve killed him or thrown him into the dungeons like he did his father. If he treated his father that way, who the hell was Charles to him?
“Why are you still interested in the guy anyways? It’s obvious Darius would never let you go to him again!,”
To kill him with my bare hands. I answered in my head.
“To ask him why he did that to me.”
“Did what? I thought you both planned on leaving together,”
“Listen, I didn’t plan anything with Charles. No one would believe me and I’m sure it’ll be better if I start accepting that fact. It’s useless trying to explain myself,”
I walked away from the living room. I didn’t even care for the food with the way my stomach was growling. I met some
of our luggage in boxes inside the room I had shared with Reina. I decided to arrange some of our things, especially Reina’s.
As I went through her stuff, I remembered the conversation we had this morning.
1 was getting her ready for school when she suddenly asked.
“Will Uncle D live here too?”
I nodded. “He’s even waiting for you outside. He wants to take you to school,”
She placed her hand under her chin as if she was thinking about something. I wanted to laugh. She’s cute and acted as though she was older than her age most times.
“Will he get mad if I call him daddy?”
I stared at her. I didn’t really know the right answer to that. “You should ask him that, Reina. Ask him if you could call him daddy and if he said yes, then you should,”Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.
“Will he say no?”
I shook my head. “I don’t think so,” I assured her.
“Then, I’ll ask him,”
I smiled at her and she smiled back. “Good,”
“Mama, this tooth right here is wobble wobble,” she pointed to her mouth.
“I guess the tooth fairy is about to visit someone tonight,” I beamed with excitement so she could be excited too.
*Can the tooth fairy come with Santa Claus instead of money?”
I laughed. “Santa Claus only come during Christmas not April babes,”
“Fine!” She folded her hand against her stomach and sulked. Reina never throws tantrums.
“The tooth fairy is gonna come with a lot of gifts that you’ll think she’s miss Santa Claus,”
She yelled excitedly. “Really?”
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“Of course,”
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She threw her hands around me and quickly muttered a thank you, marna before she ran out of the room to meet with
Darius.
As I regained consciousness of my surroundings, I heard a loud noise coming from downstairs. Since I thought all the workers were done. I went downstairs to inspect.
A room was opened and 1 saw two guys working inside. It was the room opposite the living room. As I walked into the room. the scent of fresh paints and the sound of drilling greeted my senses. Scaffolding lined the walls. One of the guys was measuring and marking the walls. Something was different about this room. At one corner of the room was a decorative nameplate displaying my name
My namel
“Excuse me, what’s going on?”
Lasked.
The two guys turned to me after one of them stopped the drilling
“We were told to transform this room into an artist’s workspace,
The bigger guy replied, pointing to the nameplate.
“Who told you to
I fisted my palm as I could feel my anger scratching at the surface. I wanted to punch someone at that moment.
They shared a look before they replied. “Alpha Darius.”
I knew it! He was the only one who would comfortably make my life miserable. Why the f*ck would he do this to me?