I
froze. My breath caught in my throat. Something in his tone was off—too soft, and too sharp all at once. I met his eyes, searching his face. I couldn't recognize the look in his eyes, it was strange and intense… in an unsettling manner.
I pulled back slightly, not enough to make it obvious, but enough to feel air again.
He seemed to have noticed it, but his eyes were dark and unreadable so I could barely guess.
"You’re changing," I whispered, unsure if I meant him or me.
He smirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. "We all are."
Behind us, a branch snapped. We both turned. Nathan stood at the edge of the trees, arms crossed, face unreadable.
He didn’t say anything. Neither of us did.
The moment passed. We packed the meat and made our way back, but I couldn’t shake the chill.
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