The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 144

Raphael's POV I'm kissing her!

I'm fucking kissing Daphne and it's everything I imagined and more. So much more.

But it's cut short all too soon as Daphne pulls away with a gasp.

Her face is flushed and her lips are slightly parted as she stares at me with shock and something else that I can't pinpoint. I wait for the slap that I deserve but it doesn't come. She just keeps staring at me with a dazed look as she lifts a finger to her lips.

"I'm sorry for that." I wasn't, but I don't think that's what she wants to hear. "I'll leave now." I stand up from my seat and take off the towel I have around my waist, reaching for my clothes that are shrugged over the back of the chair. Daphne had put them in her dryer for them to dry -not that it will be of any use when I expect them to get wet as soon as I step out of this house.

I wear the jeans and zip them up then reach for my shirt.

"W-what are you doing?" Daphne asks.

I turn around to find her staring at me in confusion. She seems to be doing that a lot.

"I'm going to my pack," I reply, shrugging on my shirt and making my way to the door.

"Wait, she rushes her, a few seconds before her fingers close around my bicep. "It's still pouring outside. You don't have to leave.

Stay the night."

of her touch into my very soul. I can't stay here in this tiny house with her and not go crazy. I want to do so many things to her. Things that will earn me a slap and some punches if I should even voice them out. So, for the sake of my sanity,

turn to face her. "Thank you for the offer but I'm going

my arm and I

stay in this house with you and not touch you,"

I can't spend the whole night aching and wanting you," I said. It's in the air now and there's no taking it

go of my arms and shoving me out of

"You want me?"

woman's place of work for days now, begging her to go on a date with me and give me a chance, and she's

the hand she still has digging into my arm and she looks down like she didn't

and

reaction get to me. I should be used to her constant rejection and not feel like my heart

of how she feels

me.

my lesson because these tiny reactions still manage to knock the breath out of me and bring me to my knees.

getting why we have to leave our mate's house. "Goodnight," I murmur,

wondering what else she has to say. Is she going to tell me that, she wants me to stop coming to

a deep breath as I

"What-"

lips. My eyes bulge

an alternate universe where Daphne isn't disgusted by the sight of me? Or have I finally lost my mind and

more possible than believing that Daphne