The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 135

Raphael's POV The next morning, I'm back in the woods and on my way to my mate's pack. It's surreal when I think about it as that.

Henry is walking for me at the pack's front door just like the previous day. We head to the training grounds together and I immediately notice the drastic change from the crowd of yesterday.

Did I actually succeed in scaring them off? Damn. I thought they would last longer.

"The teenagers are at school," Henry supplies, probably making out the confused expression on my face. "Sadly, they will only be able to join us on the weekends."

I nod in understanding and walk to the middle of the room to begin another day of training * A few excruciatingly painful hours later, we call it a day and I watch as they limp and drag themselves to the pack house.

"Hey," I call out, grabbing his attention. He turns around and wipes his sweaty forehead with the back of his palm.

His brows knit in question as I get closer to him.

"So." I draw out, suddenly feeling like an idiot as I stand awkwardly in front of him.

I get an arched eyebrow and more confusion from him.

I force my lips to part as I push the next words out, "where does the teenager school at?" I hold in a curse once the words are out in the air. Someone should really think of inventing a time machine. It will be a money maker and I'll be their trusted user because I sure as hell say a lot of stupid shit I wish I could take back.

He turns

question why I needed that information? Not to mention that he handed the answer to me on a silver platter. Oh well. I'm not about to look a gift horse

as Henry directed. Just as he said, it's hard to

sectioned into two buildings, one bigger than the other. I'm guessing that the bigger one houses the teenagers while the smaller one is for the

the kind of person who would want to be surrounded by moody, bratty teenagers all day. Furthermore,

deep breath,

wondering

to be able to

is going to let me in when I tell him that I need to woo my mate. Nah, that isn't going to work on someone whos e e ms to have

face.

my next move. Just as I'm about to say fuck it and head over to the security guard, a loud bell rings,

towards the smaller building. I blend in with the crowd and breathe out a sigh of relief when I

little kids who are running out of the building and jumping into their parents' outstretched arms. That path leads me into the school and into a hallway that's

halt once I find the recent bane of

hitches as I stare

beautiful hair cascades over

on the task

her.

to reach for because I'm scared she might just disappear and prove to be

says from behind me, pulling me