A Love Reawakened: The Alpha's Regret (Angela)
CHAPTER 75

Chapter 75

Darius' POV

I knew the Resistance group was a problem in the pack but it never occurred to me how much of a problemn they could be. I never underestimated how dangerous they could get but I didn't realize how desperate they could be to actually rather take their own lives than re Azalea mentioned that they could be more of a cult than a group. Scenarios like that happen when the members have sworn allegiance to their leaders and would rather die than reveal the cult's secret.

I'd interrogated a lot of people and I'd seen a lot of things like that. It didn't faze me when it happened. It didn't scare Azalea either but it scared the other members of the pack. Rumors spread quickly around and everyone assumed I was the killer. They said I interrogated h I could've smirked at their lies but my heart was too busy riding the stride of betrayal to give their talks a second thought. What I learned about Angela ate at me. I found it hard to believe that she could actually know something like that and still keep it away from me. It's been two days since the incident happened and I've tried my possible best to avoid her. It wasn't easy. Heck, it was f*cking hard but I had to do it.

Every time I tried to sneak into the house at night, I wanted to also sneak into her bed but I couldn't. It was easier on her side since she insisted that I only talk to her when I was ready to open up about my wolf.

"Do you really have to do this?" Azalea asked again for the umpteenth time. We would be attending the funeral of Peter and Azalea thought it was a bad idea.

"Staying away would mean I actually killed him when I didn't and moreover, our investigations still continue,"

The car stopped in front of the house and we both got down. The funeral had already taken place in the morning. All that we attended was the second service put together for him by his family in his remembrance.

We walked in and they all went silent. I could feel the scorn and hatred through their looks. If they had it within their capacity, they could throw daggers at me or stab me to death.

I took a seat at the far back even though they'd begun whispering about whatever their problems could be. The only person who smiled at me from her seat was Angela's mother. Somehow, she always managed to make me feel at home and peace. She had that superpower just like her daughter and her granddaughter.

A video came up with different slides of how Peter spent his life. A lot of them were bawling their eyes out but I didn't even blink. I stayed stiff as always, not showing any emotions because I didn't actually feel any emotions.

After the video stopped, his father, the elder, gave a speech. A really moving speech and ended it by saying he wouldn't rest until he found his son's killer.

Soon, the event ended and everyone began leaving one after the other. I remained seated since I was there to talk to the father and I wanted him to be free before talking to him. Once I saw him standing alone, I stood up and walked up to him.

"Elder, I'm so sorry for your loss. My family and the entire pack offer our condolences,"

I stretched my hand to him for a handshake. For the first few seconds, he eyed my hand before reluctantly taking it. "Thank you, Alpha,"

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"Also, I'm here to talk to you about Peter, I added. "Is there somewhere private we could talk?"

"We can talk here. Whatever you have to say Alpha, please say it while my family is here with me."

1 looked around to see three to five other people now standing behind the man, all eyes on me.

"If you insist,"

"I do,"

"I know this might not be the right time to say it but I still have to. Right before Peter died, he confessed to being a member of the Resistance group." I paused waiting for the man to talk.

"You're mistaken, Alpha Darius. Peter had a mental illness before he died. That must have been why he said something like that,"

A visibly shaken that I assumed was his mother replied to me.

"He said so himself, I'm afraid,"

"What really happened to my son? Did you kill him?" The woman cried.

"I don't like taking claims for murders I didn't commit. His death was of a different circumstances,

"I beg your pardon," his father yelled.

"I don't believe I should say it out here."

"Go ahead. He urged me..

"He poisoned himself perhaps. I'm sure an autopsy can prove what kind of poison it was,"

The woman began wailing and the father looked at me with disdain.

"What a convenient lie, Alpha Darius. While interrogating him, he suddenly slumped and died,"

I nodded. "You just described it the way it happened. My second in command will give you the CCTV video from that day if you request for it. Just know this, I didn't kill your son, Even though I would've loved to.

"We want the video,"

I turned to Azalea. "He'll get to it. For now, we need to search through your son's room and the entire house,"

The man's eyes snapped at me as if it was on fire. "For what?"

"For anything relating to the Resistance,

Shockingly, the man spat on my face.

"Haven't you done enough evil to this family? He's dead! What else do you want?"

Azalea moved towards the man but I lifted my finger, stopping him.

I brought out a handkerchief and cleaned his spit off my face.

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"I'll forget this happened because 1 understand you're grieving but it still won't stop me from searching. So, excuse my men while they search through your house,"

I snapped my fingers and my men came rushing into the house.

"They'll put everything back in its original state before they leave. Apologies for any inconvenience, Elder,"

"I'm sure you'll replace nothing in this house. You're a disgrace,"

I decided to ignore him and get involved in the search. By the time we were done, I was already exhausted.

We found nothing that could point the boy to being a member. That brought a lot of questions to my head. Maybe I made a mistake. Maybe he was really mentally unstable. But why did he suddenly die while being interrogated? Defeated and crumbled. I left the house in disappointment. It was unbelievable that I found nothing when I thought I was so close to replaceing out the truth.

I washed my face off and stood in the middle of the road for what seemed like ten minutes because I didn't know where else to head.

But where else would be more perfect than the arms of my woman? I decided I'd sneak into her room tonight and leave before morning.

Fortunately, I walked into our house to see her on the stairs, dozing off. She'd been waiting for me to come home.

My Angel had been waiting for me.