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The Discovery

Author: Skye
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-19 19:51:51

Callie

The Carter house had a way of settling into silence in the late afternoon. The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the gaps between thought and feeling, while sunlight filtered through the tall windows of Grayson’s study, dust motes drifting lazily in the air.

I lingered longer than I should have.

I knew that. I felt it in the tight coil of tension beneath my ribs, in the way my pulse refused to slow. Papers lay scattered across the desk where Grayson had abandoned his work earlier, his jacket slung carelessly over the back of the chair. I traced the edge of a document without reading it, my mind far too occupied by the memory of his hands, his voice, the way the world had narrowed until it was only us.

Grayson stood behind me. His presence was dangerously comforting. The silence between us wasn’t awkward; it was loaded.

My fingers found his almost without conscious thought.

He didn’t hesitate. His hand closed around mine, firm and familiar, anchoring me the way he always d
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  • Off Limits    Chapter 99

    CallieThe Carter house greeted us with silence. The door closed behind us, and the echo of it lingered in my chest. The festival noise—music, laughter, whispers sharpened into weapons—fell away all at once, leaving nothing but the sound of my own breathing.I hadn’t realized how tightly I’d been holding myself together until there was no audience left to perform for.My legs went weak.Grayson noticed instantly. He didn’t ask what I needed. He didn’t tell me to calm down. He just guided me forward with his hands at my waist, steering me toward the living room like he’d done it a thousand times before. Like this was muscle memory.I sank onto the couch, pressing my palms into my thighs. “She wanted blood,” I said quietly.Grayson crouched in front of me instead of sitting beside me, bringing his eyes level with mine. His expression was calm, but there was anger tightly coiled beneath it. “She wanted spectacle,” he corrected. “And she didn’t get it.”My chest hitched. “She almost di

  • Off Limits    Chapter 98

    THE SUMMER FESTIVAL Callie The town looked deceptively harmless dressed up for the summer festival. String lights arched over Main Street, glowing soft gold as dusk bled into night. Booths lined the sidewalks—handmade jewelry, fried dough, lemonade stands run by teenagers who didn’t know or care that reputations were being shredded three blocks away. Laughter drifted through the air, mingling with music and the hum of too many conversations happening at once. Normal. That was the lie. Grayson’s hand found mine before I could second-guess stepping out of the truck. His grip was firm, unmistakably public. “Are you ready?” he asked quietly. No, we can leave. No you don’t have to. Just trust. I nodded. “Yeah.” We stepped into the crowd together. The shift was immediate. I felt and saw it—the way conversations slowed, the way eyes tracked us just a beat too long. Whispers rippled outward. Not loud enough to confront. Just loud enough to make us aware. Grayson didn’t let go o

  • Off Limits    Chapter 97

    CallieThe house had gone silent again by nightfall, charged with everything we hadn’t said after Mia retreated upstairs and the world finally gave us space.Grayson closed the bedroom door behind us without a sound.The click felt final. A boundary drawn against everything that had clawed at me for weeks. Mary. Jude. The whispers. The fear that still lived in my muscles even when my mind told me I was safe.I stood near the foot of the bed, arms wrapped loosely around myself, not cold—just exposed.Grayson didn’t rush me.He never did.He crossed the room slowly, as if every step was a question he was giving me time to answer. When he stopped in front of me, he didn’t touch me right away. He just looked like he was reading every fracture I’d tried to smooth over.“You don’t have to be strong in here,” he said quietly. “You don’t have to hold anything together for me.”“I don’t know how to stop,” I admitted. “I learned how to survive. Not how to… let go.”His warm hands came up, cuppi

  • Off Limits    Chapter 96

    Callie I woke tangled in sheets that still smelled like him. My body felt calmer than my mind, which was already running through everything I’d been avoiding for weeks. Mia. Jude. The things I’d buried because surviving had mattered more than explaining. I dressed slowly, choosing soft clothes. When I stepped into the hallway, the house felt different than it had the night before. Less charged. More fragile. Like something was about to break—or finally heal. Voices drifted from the kitchen. Mia’s voice. My stomach tightened. For a split second, instinct screamed at me to turn around. To retreat. To protect myself from whatever version of her waited on the other side of the doorway—angry, wounded, distant. But I didn’t. I’d been running for too long. I stepped into the kitchen. Mia sat at the table, fingers wrapped around a mug she hadn’t touched. Her hair was pulled back messily, eyes tired. She looked older somehow. Less like my best friend and more like someone who’d

  • Off Limits    Chapter 95

    CallieThe Carter house was quiet, as if the walls themselves were giving us space to exist in our own orbit. I followed Grayson up the stairs, every step echoing lightly in the hall, my hand snug in his. As he opened the bedroom door, I hesitated for the briefest moment—not because of doubt, but because of the intensity that always hung between us. The world beyond this room could try to intrude, could try to whisper or watch, but none of it mattered here.Grayson turned to me. “You would always be mine right?”“Yes. I'm yours,” I whispered. “Completely.”He closed the door behind us, leaving nothing between us and the world outside. He crossed the room, bridging the distance with long strides until we were pressed together, chest to chest. My hands found him instinctively, clutching, threading through the hair at the nape of his neck, holding on like letting go would mean losing him entirely.“Callie,” he murmured, lips brushing mine in a slow, teasing press. “Do you understand… no

  • Off Limits    Chapter 94

    CallieThe Carter house felt unusually quiet when we returned from the beach. The night outside pressed against the windows, a dark reminder that Mary’s schemes didn’t sleep, that the whispers and judgment were never far away. Inside, though, I felt something steadier, stronger—the bond Grayson and I had reinforced on the beach.We settled in the living room, the soft glow of a single lamp throwing long shadows across the polished wood floor. Grayson’s presence was a solid wall beside me, arms casually draped over the back of the couch. “We can’t just wait for her to make the next move,” I said finally, voice firmer than I’d expected. “Mary thrives on reaction. She wants us to be defensive, scared, reacting to her. We have to take control.”Grayson’s eyes darkened. He nodded slowly, a small smile brushing his lips, one that promised both reassurance and shared cunning. “Exactly. We can’t let her dictate the game. We have faced her before, but this… this is her escalation. She thinks

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