The Alpha’s Little Rogue (Alessia) novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150

Raphael's POV I did the right thing. Ending any possibility of a sexual relationship with Daphne was the right thing to do. There's no way that I can bring myself to just walk away from her after touching and having her body pressed against mine. It would kill me. I need to have her in my bed and know that she's mine to hold whenever I want to.

I might have been able to fuck around for years without getting any feelings mixed in but Daphne is different. Just one night with her and I can tell that my affection for her has grown. Carrying out a sexual relationship with her is just going to leave me emotionally drained. I can't do that to myself.

"What is it this time?" Alex exclaims and I look over to find out what his problem is, only to find him glaring at...me?

My brows furrow in confusion. "What did I do?" I haven't even uttered a word since we started today's border check.

"You keep groaning and sighing," he says exasperatedly with his hands flying all over the place. "It's driving me insane."

"Sorry," I say with a sigh, realizing my mistake all too late.

"That's it!" Alex growls and lowers himself down on a fallen tree branch. "What happened this time?"

"Nothing," | bite out like a petulant child and cross my arms over my chest. "Let's just check the borders," | suggest, walking ahead of him and wishing that Caden could have joined us. He would have been a good buffer. But Alessias due date is getting closer and Caden has decided to reduce the time he spends away from her as much as he can. That includes cutting back on border checks. So I'm stuck alone with this nosey bastard who doesn't know how to drop something and leave it be.

A tight grip closes around my upper arm and pulls me back. Case in point. He just doesn't know how to take no for an answer.

"Spill it," he growls. Fucking growls at me, all because I want him to get his head out of my business.

I snatch my arm out of his grip and push him back. "Butt out," I hiss. Now isn't the time to pick a fight with him so I close my eyes and try to calm my nerves so I don't rip his head off his shoulders.

He has a child and that poor child doesn't deserve to be fatherless all because her father likes sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. I also happen to find his child very adorable so that is a bonus that's going to work in his favour.

A shove on my chest has my eyes falling open to find Alex glaring a t m e .

"Fight me," he says, widening his stands as his hands clenched into fists.

My brows furrow together and I look at my best friend like he's insane. He probably is. Is this a result of fatherhood?

While I'm trying to figure out what his issue is, Alex steps forward and gives me a punch across the face. My head whips to the side from the sheer force and a ringing appears in my ears.

I hold my throbbing face as I stare at him in disbelief. "What the hell was that for?!" I holler, feeling my control slightly slip as Ethan, my wolf, decides that he has had enough of Alex's bullshit.

He smirks.

That's the final straw that has me letting out a growl as I pounce on him. We fall to the ground with me on top of him and pinning him to the ground as my fists fly with punch after punch. I pour in the frustration and anger at my week into those punches until all I s e e is red.

It takes me a while to realize that Alex isn't struggling or trying to push me off his person. My vision clears, the anger giving way to clarity.

Alex gives me a bloody smile that turns into a cough as he turns to the side to spit out blood.

"Fuck!" I scramble off him and let out a whine when I see the damage that I've done to his face. "You fool!" My grip on his shirt lifts his upper body from the ground. "Why didn't you fight me back?"

"Do you feel better now?" He asks with a smug smile. A smile that doesn't have the right to be on his face given the way he looks.

"Did you get all of your anger out?"

My hand falls from his shirt and he falls back onto the floor. I don't feel a tinge of guilt when he lets out a groan at the impact. If he wants to offer himself up at my punching bag then he can bear the c o n s e q u e n c e s .

My back hits the bark of the tree behind me as all the emotions that have been curled tightly within me rush out. Al I feel right now is tired.