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.

around for directions if you get lost. You can't really miss it though." He turns on his heel and walks out of

needed that information? Not to mention that he handed the answer to

said, it's hard to miss the blue

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

works in. She doesn't seem like the kind of person who would want to be surrounded by

a deep breath, I survey

building, wondering

be able to get in there.

need

face.

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

blend in with the crowd and breathe out a sigh of relief when

jumping into their parents' outstretched arms. That path leads me into the school and

I find the recent bane of my existence. Daphne is on the

as I

me. Her head is tilted to the side, her beautiful hair cascades over her shoulders, and her bottom lip is between her teeth

on the task

her.

dream. One that I'm afraid to reach for because I'm scared she might just disappear and

behind me, pulling