The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 149

Daphne's POV My hands are filled with the baskets of cupcakes that I baked throughout the night. Sadly, baking up a storm did nothing for my sullen mood. For the first time, baking didn't provide an outlet like it has always had.

At least, I now have enough cupcakes to share at the pack house without them tripping over the other to get their hand on it.

Hustling with all these loads, I managed to get to the pack house without falling for the cupcakes. I drop the baskets down beside the door and turn the knob, pushing the door open. I reach for the baskets that I placed on the floor and take them inside.

I shut the door behind me with my feet but stop short when my eyes land on the face of the person who has been radio silent for a week.

Raphael is sprawling on the couch and his eyes clash with mine as soon as I walk into the pack house.

Dropping the baskets back on the floor, I start inching closer to him.

He flees.

Raphael abruptly stands up from his seat and quickly heads to the door. Pushing the door open, he leaves me standing there like an idiot.

That's it. This ends today.

Rushing over to the door, I follow him out and run after him. A feat that isn't exactly child's play when he's covering up a lot of distances with his long strides.

But I manage to catch up with him and I grip his arm. He flinches and pulls his arm out of my touch. The gesture has me feeling so much emotion that I can't decipher.

with a disinterested expression on his face. But the set of his jaw and his clenched fists gives him

one breath and let out a hump of breath once I'm done. Then I look up at him expectantly, waiting for his response. The look on his face still hasn't changed. "Ok." Then he turns around

mouth agape in shock. I said that monologue and all he had to say was 'ok.' My feet start moving before I even realize what I'm doing and

him that what happened yesterday was anything more than it actually was. He just assumed it all on his own. But putting that aside,

still wearing that inscrutable facade. "I asked you if you were sure. I asked you if you were going to regret it and-" A crack appears in his facade

didn't regret what we did. It was.." My blasted cheeks heat up and my gaze falls to the ground, unable to keep holding his. "It was wonderful and

rush out. "I was just stating that it wasn't bad," I stutter, wondering if it will be possible for the ground to open up and plunge me into an abyss. Raphael chuckles,

also cracking a smile of my own. This is so

you." A sigh. "It was foolish

and it rendered

gaze zeros in on that movement and he lets out a pained groan. "Daphne," he growls and his eyes turn a

next second, his lips are

we're having a full-blown make-out session in

house. Somehow, even

I still find myself glued to Raphael, unable to move away from

willpower because he's the one who puts an end to the kiss. "Fuck. I'm sorry but I just had to do that, he says with his forehead still pressed to mine with

still curled around his neck and I use that

from the kiss again and I let

it isn't ok, he