Chapter 29
Darius
The next morning. I was able to wake up before Angela. That allowed me to take a better look at her face. Although her eyes. were swollen and her mouth rounded into a pink, pretty pout, she was still as beautiful as sunset. I pushed a strand of hair away from her eyes to the back of her car and when my finger touched her skin, she let out a deep breath and I could see a sparkle of light underneath my fingertips. A smile crept its way to my lip. One I hadn’t found the strength to do in a long time. Since Reina and Angela came into my life, I stopped finding it difficult to smile,
I got up from the bed, and left her room just in time to find Rema back in her room. She was struggling to put on her school uniform. She was as stubborn as Angela, asking the people at home for help would be difficult for her.
“Should I help you with that?” I asked, interrupting her fighting-for-life moment.
She looked up at me with those lights in her eyes but no smile for me this morning. “I can do it,” She snapped.
I surrendered and laughed. “Okay, little miss independent,” I said and that got her to smile at me.
“Good morning, Uncle D.”
“Morning Ree. I kissed her cheeks and moved back, giving her space and a chance to continue the struggle with her
uniform
“How did you get here?” I asked.
“Grandma took me. She’s waiting for me.” I nodded. Her grandma must be waiting for her downstairs. I rubbed the back of
my ear.
“Did you perhaps tell your grandma you could dress yourself for school?” She turned to me, frowning.
“I can do it.” She insisted.
“I know you can but getting a little bit of help doesn’t hurt. You know that, right?” She sighed loudly and I almost questioned my daughter’s age
“Fine, can you help me?” She asked.
“Of course,” I quickly got to work, and adjusted the dress from front to back like it was supposed to be. Once I was done also helped her with her shoes and socks.
By the time we were done, I allowed her to go say hi to Angela. I couldn’t stop laughing when I saw her sneaking out of the room a few seconds after she went in.
*Mama is still sleeping. I guess she used one of those drugs again
I raised an eyebrow. “What drugs?”
“The little pink ones. They let her sleep. Is she fine?”
I’m sure she was still worried about Angela I don’t know what she saw that scared her that much yesterday but it would be cruel to scare her even more.
“She’s doing perfect. Your mama is fine.”
“Thank you for taking care of her, Uncle D”
“It’s my job” I told her She nodded. “Would you love for Daisy to pick you up from school?”
111
MM.
Her demeanor suddenly changed. “No, mama will,” She snapped again. A frown became etched on my face as I took in her reaction but before I could ask her why she said that, she ran down the stairs into her grandma’s arms and waved at me before both of them walked out of the house. I couldn’t even bring myself to wave back at her.
I walked into the kitchen to make breakfast for myself and Angela. It was supposed to be something light; some scrambled eggs, pancakes, and milk. As I started cooking, the chef walked in.
“Alpha,”
“Give me a few minutes, I’ll leave the kitchen for you. I just need to make some breakfast,”
She smiled sheepishly making me wonder what was going through her head. “I can cook anything you want. You don’t have to do that yourself, that’s why I’m here.” She argued.
I wasn’t about to have her make the meal. I can make a meal by myself for my woman. I’d learned to survive all alone after my father threw me out of this house when I was fourteen. He was done with the troubles I came along with and instead of hitting me as usual, he threw me out.
“Don’t make me repeat myself, chef. I can do this and I can do it just fine, you should leave while I’m asking nicely,” I threatened. I realized through the years that when I ask nicely, it doesn’t speak so much of me but when I threaten, it speaks volumes.
“Apologies Alpha, I’ll take my leave now.”
I hummed, not saying a word to her anymore. “I’ll tell Miss Daisy to meet you here,” she suggested before leaving. I c*cked my head, trying to make sense of her words. I don’t remember asking her to call Daisy or even mentioning Daisy at all Before I could ask her for clarification, she was out of my sight. I pushed it to the back of my head and continued making breakfast. I was almost done and all that was left was dishing it out when Daisy bounced into the kitchen.
She had been discharged from the hospital. “Do you feel better? She nodded.
“My hand still hurts a little but I’ll be better before noon. Thank you, Alpha Darius,”
I nodded, taking a good look at her. I’ve been trying to wrap my head around the possibility of what the truth about what happened yesterday could be. Could she have hurt herself on purpose to blame Angela? Or could Angela have really stabbed
her?
“Alpha,” A new voice called out. I turned to the door and saw Charles standing with Azalea. Charles had an annoyed look on his face while Azalea looked rather confused, which was rare.
“What’s going on?” I asked.
“There has been a new development. The elders heard about how Angela stabbed Daisy and they’re calling for her arrest,”Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.
“What?” I asked in disbelief.
“They want her to be punished based on the rules of the pack, Azalea explained
“Which are!”
“Three days in prison or be prepared to allow Daisy stab her,”
MM.