The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 157

Raphael's POV We have been having this "friendship" for a few weeks now and staying over at Daphne's place has been some of the best moments of my weeks. After training the pack, I rush over to my pack and handle some things over there and then I'm immediately

back here to spend the night with Daphne.

It's a vicious cycle and it's one that I'm hoping isn't going to change any time soon.

Approaching Daphne's house, I smile when I see that the light inside is still on.

Knocking softly on the door, I step back and wait for her to answer it. The door opens to show her smiling face and I can literally feel all the stress of the day I just had wash away from my body.

"Hey," she greets, stepping to the side to allow me in.

I walk into the house and wait for her to close the door before I take her into my arms. She melts into my touch and lets out a tiny sigh as I give her the first kiss of the night.

Pulling away, I let my lips linger on hers for a few seconds before stepping back to give her some space.

"You were watching a movie?" I ask as my gaze falls on the TV. It's ten pm and I sort of expected her to already be asleep and not watching a movie.

Daphne walks over to the sofa and sinks into it. Then she pats the free space beside her. "Do you want to join me?" She asks.

yes. Sitting beside her on the couch, I pull her

them to train?" I ask, pushing away a piece of hair that has fallen over her

'Are you seriously asking me that' look along

bridge of her nose to get back at home. It's funny how easily we have

eyes, looking bratty. "If a rogue attack should happen, there's nothing that I'll be

non-negotiable. She might not have the strength to fight and win a battle with a werewolf but if she has some fighting

attend the training. At least, learn a few techniques or the basic skills." I play with a

head. "It would be

training ground

under Daphne

her how to fight? I mean, I'm basically

and she looks at me in

part of 'get your ass off that couch and start

off the couch, still looking doubtful but starts

gets to my front, she looks at

posture, I move away from her and go back to her front. "Hit me," I order, standing in front of her and giving her a wide

widen but her chin sets determinedly. "Where?" She asks,

answer. "At long as it's above the belt." I don't think that she would do that but it's better to just throw it out there. Besides, if she chooses to attack me below the belt,

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