The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 138

Raphael's POV It's day one of my quest to win Daphne over.

Walking with even and determined strikes, I hold the bouquet to my side as I walk into the school.

I pause in front of Daphne's classroom, peeping inside and smiling when I find her cross-legged on the ground as she plays with the kids who haven't been picked up yet.

Hiding the flowers behind my back, I reach for the door and push it up, snagging the attention of Daphne and her students.

She looks confused and then annoyed in the next second. Then that annoyance shifts into horror as she views the flowers that I've m a d e visible.

I try not to let her less-than-encouraging expressions get to me.

Even if her expression was one of disgust, it wouldn't distress me or waver my plans. I don't expect to win her over in a day. Heck, I don't expect to win her over within a month. But one thing is for sure, no matter how hard she tries to get away from me, I'm always going to be back to try to barricade through her walls.

My head refuses to acknowledge how that sentence makes me come off as an overbearing oaf.

"For you," I say once I get to her front. I put the flowers under her nose and give her a bright smile.

She gives me a tight one and a glare that shouldn't look as intimidating as it does when she's sitting on the ground with her legs tucked under her body.

is he?" A kid with blond curls asks with his head tilted to the

whatever she's about to say when another kid starts speaking as well, "Is he your boyfriend?" The girl giggles behind her palm and the other girls

question. "No, he isn't." She lifts to her feet. "He's just a friend," she says tightly, giving

girl questions again as she stares at the bouquet

the inquisitive child, I smile softly at

simply Daphne's new friend." The girl's face

be more," I whisper and her face brightens up again making me

falls away as a long pair of legs block my vision of the kids. "Stop that," Daphne berates, her hands on her hips as she looks

of her little

height, I breathe in her scent made more prominent by our proximity. "What?" I ask innocently with a shoulder

through clenched teeth, looking

these,"

holding the

kids bundled together and I smile Even her students think

are always right. Why can't Daphne just take

its course?

it," she murmurs and crosses her hand over her chest like she's stopping herself from reaching for

teaching these little kids that they should

glances down at

are watching