The Alpha’s Little Rogue (Alessia)

Chapter 151

Raphael's POV I've tried to talk myself out of it but the stupid conversation I had with Alex has taken root in my head and has refused to get out.

The werewolves at the borders didn't ask any questions when they saw me approaching their pack at this ungodly hour. They just let me through without a word and I don't know if I should be grateful about the lack of hassle or worried about the lack of security. It's possible that they don't see me as a security risk but still, when someone shows up at your pack at one fucking am in the goddamn morning, some questions need to be asked.

Shaking my head, I push that thought away and focus on what made me pursue this insane quest.

Standing in front of the door that I've only seen once, I contemplate if this is a good idea. Daphne is probably sleeping like every other normal person is and she doesn't deserve to have her sleep interrupted when she has work tomorrow.

But thinking about going back to my cold, empty bed in the pack house has my knuckles lifting and giving the door a swift knock.

When I don't hear any sound from the other side of the door, I lift my knuckles again and give the door another knock.

Shuffling is heard from within and I wait with bated breath for the door to be answered.

"Who is it?" Comes Daphne's sleepy voice and guilt twists my gut.

"It's me," I answer, hoping that she recognizes my voice. For some reason, saying my name sounds... wrong?

For a moment, there's silence then I hear her footsteps and the door opens to reveal Daphne standing in front of me in her sleepwear. Her sleepy eyes hold confusion as she looks up at me.

I feel even more stupid when I see the unspoken questions in her eyes. At the rate I'm going, I'll be lucky if she doesn't start avoiding me because she thinks I have some loose screws.

Doing the only thing that I can think of that will serve as an answer to her questions, I step closer to her, ignore the way her eyes widen at my proximity, and lower my head to hers.

I swallow her gasp and use that opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth, tasting every corner of it. Daphne relaxes into the kiss and her hands slide up my shoulder to curl around my neck. Walking backward with her in my arms, I push my way into her house and use my foot to kick the door shut behind us.

The noise from the door slamming shut has Daphne pulling away from the kiss. "What's happening here?" She asks with furrowed brows, dark eyes, flushed cheeks, and swollen lips. "I'm taking what's mine." That's all the answer I give her before my lips close over hers again.

Daphne moans and his fingers slide up my neck and into my hair, causing a skiver to slide down my spine. I'm so down bad for Daphne and I don't even have the urge to save myself. If this is what it feels like to be consumed with one person and lose sensible reasoning then I

will gladly let myself sink.

My hands slide down her back to her ass. With a groan, I grope her ass cheeks and press her front against mine so that she can feel the effect that she has on me.

She gasps and I use that opportunity to slide my tongue into hers.

My arm wraps around her waist and I lift her off her feet and start moving towards the same sofa that we found ourselves flat on the last time that I was in her house. I like the consistency. Without breaking the kiss, I lay her on the sofa and followed her with my body.

Gripping her thighs, I peel them apart and slide between her body, groaning when the tight front of my pants presses against hers.

Daphne's fingers slide out of my

hair, down my back, and stop on my ass. She uses her hand to push me harder against her sex and I barely stop myself from laughing into the kiss Move this impatient side of her and I love that I'm the one bringing it out of her.

"Raphael," she sighs and I let out a groan in answer.

Pulling away from the kiss, I trail my gaze all over her face, loving the flushed look she's spotting.

Her eyes flutter open, the pupils blown out. "Why did you stop?"

She asks, her brows drawing together in confusion.

I lower my head back to hers and just brush my lips against hers, drawn by how soft they look. "If we cross this line, there's no going back," I whisper and pull away to hear what she has to say. Her tongue slips out to wet her lips and I groan but hold myself back.

"I want this," she whispers, and that is all that I need to hear before her lips are back on mine again.

"Tighten your legs around my waist,"

I rush out and quickly take her lips

again because apparently, pulling away for five seconds is more than I can bear. Dear God, I can't even

recognize the person that I've beco

me.

Her legs tighten around my waist and I lift us both from the sofa with my hands on her ass to support her weight. Ok, that's a big lie. I just want to have an excuse to keep groping her soft flesh.

But she isn't exactly complaining so my hands stay there as I start walking towards her room.

I use one hand to turn the knob on her door and push it open.

Walking inside, I shut the door behind us and head for the bed.