Raya’s POV
I caught a whiff of mint on Garret's breath, its warmth gently tickling my face. His lips were just an inch away when a distinct growl echoed through the walls. In an instant, Garret straightened up, positioning himself in front of me as if to shield me from Dane, who was storming towards us, ready to unleash his fury.
"That's what you call behaving?" Dane barked, his fists clenched tightly by his side.
Garret shrugged, acting like it was all child's play. "You see, we were doing a science experiment. Raya here has only been kissed five times, and each time she felt like puking. I thought maybe it was because they were all human. So, I was just helping her figure out if she'd feel the same way when kissed by a werewolf."
I fell silent, utterly mortified that Dane had almost
