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.

just a few miles from here," he replies and my head 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 gaping at his retreating figure like an idiot. No questions? No suspicions?

to mention that he handed the answer

way out of the training grounds and head north 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

the building that Daphne works in. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would want to be surrounded by moody, bratty teenagers all day. Furthermore, I recall

a deep breath, I survey

wondering how

to be able to get in there.

when I tell him that I need to woo my mate. Nah, that isn't

face.

next move. Just as I'm about to say

with the crowd and breathe out

path made by the little kids who are running out of the building and jumping into their parents' outstretched arms. That path leads me

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

as I stare

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

on the

her.

I'm afraid to reach for because I'm scared she might just disappear

me," a high-pitched voice says from behind me, pulling me