(Brave's POV)
I followed her line of sight. Her hazel eyes were fixated on that professor's back with such intensity that it made me uncomfortable. 'Does she like that Fabian guy? Is that why she kept staring at him?' Raw commented, scowling. 'No, this can't happen. She is our mate, and we can't let her fall for anyone else.'
'Mate or not, this cannot happen. We cannot let her fall for someone close to the vampires. We cannot let her fall into a pit of danger,' I replied. I stepped right in front of Myra, obstructing her vision. Then I noticed her hair, they were slightly messed up from Fabian's earlier mussing. I extended my hand, trying to fix them, but when I tried, she flinched instinctively and shut her eyes, scrunching them tightly.
