The Alpha’s Little Rogue

Chapter 159

Rapheal's POV It's another day of waking up with Daphne against my chest. My day just started a few minutes ago but I can already tell that it's going to be wonderful.

Daphne makes a sound at the back of her throat and then her eyes peel open. She smiles when she sees me looking at her and lifts up her upper body to give me a chaste kiss. A kiss that I deepen by wrapping my hands around her waist, pushing her down on the bed and covering her body with mine.

Daphne's hands land on my chest like she's going to push me away but soon, those hands start roaming my chest and find their way around my neck.

I'm the one that pulls away from the kiss because I know that Daphne will kill me if she ends up going late to work. We'll just have to put a pin on this and continue it later tonight.

Daphne whimpers when I pull away and it kills me to untangle my body from hers when she's being so willing and pliant.

"You're going to be late for work," I whisper into her ear and that does the trick.

She pushes me away from her and hops down from the bed, not even sparing me a glance as she rushes into the bathroom. Works like a charm every time.

Smiling to myself, I rest my head on my forearms and just stare at the ceiling above me, wondering what I have to do to make this my everyday morning routine.

scouting for my clothes. It's hilarious the places that those clothes wind up in. Just as I'm struggling to put on my

throat goes dry and the blood in my

my face. "I have to go to work and you

and give her a simple kiss on the cheeks because I haven't yet had

my pack first and freshen up a bit before rushing back here." Just listing out the things I need to do already makes me tired.

clothes over here? It doesn't make sense

to clear out a part of her wardrobe for me, I swear I'm going to faint and this is coming from someone who has

spell

big deal out of it, I simply nod. Last night, she didn't look like she enjoyed my teasing. "I'll bring over a carry-on bag

face leaves and

woods to get to my pack. I slip into the house and say some quick greetings to my friends who keep asking why I'm never around.

up, I pack a quick carry-on bag and slip out of the pack house. My quick escape gets

the bag to?" He asks, eyeing the bag in my hand. "And

have such nosey friends. What

have his hands full with his petulant