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.

snaps up in surprise. "Head north and ask around for directions if you get lost. You can't really miss it though." He turns on his heel and walks out of the room, leaving me

he handed the answer to me on

out of the training grounds and head north as Henry directed. Just as he said, it's hard to miss the blue

than the other. I'm guessing that the bigger

kind of person who would want to be surrounded by moody, bratty teenagers

a deep breath, I survey

wondering

able to

doubt that the grouchy-looking security guard posted at the entrance is going to let me in when I tell him that I need to woo

face.

a good fifteen minutes, contemplating my next move. Just as I'm about to say fuck it and head

heading towards the smaller building. I blend in with the crowd

path made by the 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 decorated with bright colors and several

past, my steps come to a halt once I find the recent bane of my existence. Daphne is on the floor and helping a little boy

breath hitches as

tilted to the side, her beautiful hair cascades over her shoulders, and her bottom lip is between

the task

her.

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

high-pitched voice says from behind me,