The Alpha’s Little Rogue (Alessia)

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."

Her fingers on my arm burn through my skin, branding the feel 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, I need to leave her house right this instance.

Sighing, I turn to face her. "Thank you for the offer but I'm going to have to reject it."

"Why?" Her fingers tighten around my arm and I try not to read into it.

"HI can't stay in this house with you and not touch you," I confess.

"Heck, I want to do more than simply touch you, but you don't want that and 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 back.

So... why wasn't she letting go of my arms and shoving me out of her house?

"You want me?"

Iscoff Seriously, that's the question she chooses to ask. I have been going to this 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 asking if I want her. To think Alex and Caden tease me and call me oblivious. They should meet Daphne.

"Daphne, you should probably let me go now." I nod at the hand she still has digging into my arm and she looks down like she didn't realize that she had been touching me all this while.

She flinches and quickly draws her

hand away and I try not to let her reaction get to me. I should be used to her constant rejection and not feel like my heart is being ripped out of my chest whenever I get a

glimpse of how she feels about

me.

But apparently, I never learn my lesson because these tiny reactions still manage to knock the breath out of me and bring me to my knees. They hurt and I don't think a time will come when they'll stop hurting.

My wolf isn't any better than me. The bastard is growling and whining, not getting why we have to leave our mate's house. "Goodnight," I murmur, turning around and wrapping my fingers around the doorknob.

"Wait," Daphne calls out again and I sigh, wondering what else she has to say. Is she going to tell me that, she wants me to stop coming to her place of work? Well, good luck with that because nothing can ever make me stop trying to win her over.

I close my eyes and take in a deep breath as I turn around again.

"What-"

My words get cut off when something soft presses against my lips. My eyes bulge open and I find Daphne pressed against me with her lips on mine.

What the hell?! Did I stumble into an alternate universe where Daphne isn't disgusted by the sight of me? Or have I finally lost my mind and started conjuring Daphne up?

Any of those two options seem more possible than believing that Daphne is actually kissing me.

She pulls away from me as I stand star-struck.

"Stay," she whispers with her lips still pressed to mine.

My head is reeling and I feel lightheaded as she kisses me again.

She snakes her hands around my neck and presses her body flush to mine.

That's when I snap out of whatever trance I seem to be stuck in.

My hands start moving, sliding around Daphne's waist and cupping her face.

I internally curse myself as I break apart from the kiss and rest my forehead on hers. "Are you sure about this?"

I don't want her to wake up tomorrow morning and regret what we did. It will kill me if I find out that she wishes our first time together never happened. I might be made of tight skin but that's something I don't think I'll be able to survive. "Yes," she whispers with her eyes glazed over. She curls her fingers into my shirt and pulls me closer to her.

That's all the confirmation I need

from her. Slanting my head, I close my lips over her and groan at the taste of Ker. It's official. I'm never going to stop chasing after Daphne untill get her to accept me and be mine. Especially, not after getting a taste of her sweet lips.