Chapter Forty-five
Caleb’s POV
As soon as we were far enough from the garden, Hunter’s pace slowed down, but I could tell from the stiffness in his shoulders that he was tense.
He hadn’t said a word since we left the garden, and I wasn’t sure what was running through his mind.
The silence stretched between us, until I couldn’t take it anymore. “Hunter?” I asked cautiously. “Are you alright?”
He stopped abruptly and turned to face me, his eyes dark and unreadable.
For a moment, I thought he was going to dismiss my question or brush it off like he usually did when something bothered him.
But instead, he glared at me, his jaw clenched so tight that I thought he might crack a tooth.
“What were you doing back there, Caleb?” he demanded.
I frowned, confused. “What do you mean?”
“You
