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178: True North

Auteur: Cat Stories
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-01 00:02:40

The woods were not silent.

That was the first problem. Woods should breathe—wind in the leaves, birds calling, the snap of dry twigs.

These woods were screaming.

Not with a voice, but with a frequency. A high-pitched, electronic whine that vibrated in Elion’s teeth. It was the sound of a migraine, externalized.

"Faster," Cale gasped.

He stumbled over a root. Cale Rion, who had moved through centuries with the grace of a panther, was tripping over his own feet.

Elion grabbed his arm, hauling him
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  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   178: True North

    The woods were not silent.That was the first problem. Woods should breathe—wind in the leaves, birds calling, the snap of dry twigs.These woods were screaming.Not with a voice, but with a frequency. A high-pitched, electronic whine that vibrated in Elion’s teeth. It was the sound of a migraine, externalized."Faster," Cale gasped.He stumbled over a root. Cale Rion, who had moved through centuries with the grace of a panther, was tripping over his own feet.Elion grabbed his arm, hauling him upright."I've got you," Elion said. "Just follow my heels.""I can't process the terrain," Cale said. His voice was tight, bordering on panic. "The data input is scrambled. Depth perception is fluctuating. I see the tree, but I don't know how far away it is.""It's three feet away. Step left."Cale stepped left. He missed the trunk by an inch."This is inefficient," Cale said, wiping sweat from his forehead. "I am slowing you down. My navigational systems are offline. I am dead weight.""You'r

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   177: The Hollow Space

    The eggs tasted like ash.Elion chewed mechanically. Swallow. Breathe. Repeat.Across the wooden table, Cale was eating with efficient, precise movements. Fork to mouth. Chew. Swallow. He looked perfectly healthy. His cheeks had color. His leg, previously shattered and rotting, was hidden under denim jeans, but he sat without the stiff agony that had defined the last week.He looked fine.That was the horror of it."The salt ratio is correct?" Cale asked.Elion looked up. Cale’s eyes were bright, expectant. Green again. Not grey static."It's perfect," Elion lied. He put his fork down. The metal clinked loudly against the ceramic plate. "Cale.""Yes?""Say it again."Cale paused. He tilted his head, like a bird listening for a worm in the earth."Say what?""Your full name."Cale smiled. It was a gentle smile. The smile of a man who had no idea he was bleeding out spiritually."Cale Rion," he said."And the middle name?"Cale frowned. A tiny crease appeared between his eyebrows. He lo

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   176: The Entropy of Bone

    The coffee mug slipped from Elion's fingers.It didn't shatter. It just hit the linoleum with a dull, heavy thud and rolled under the table, spilling a dark puddle across the floorboards.Elion stared at his hand. It was pale, trembling, the veins showing through the skin like blue ink on parchment."I dropped it," Elion whispered.Cale was at his side in an instant. He didn't use crutches. He walked—smooth, fluid, lethal grace returned to his limbs thanks to the energy he had siphoned from Elion."Sit," Cale ordered, pulling out a chair."I'm fine," Elion said, swaying. "Just... slippery fingers.""Your grip strength is compromised," Cale stated, guiding him into the seat. "Your capillary refill time is delayed. You are operating at forty percent capacity.""I'm just tired, Cale. It's early.""It is noon."Elion blinked. He looked at the window. The sun was high, bleaching the color from the dead grass in the yard."Noon?" Elion asked. "I thought... I thought I just woke up.""You wo

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   175: The Living Engine

    Elion woke up feeling like he had run a marathon in his sleep.His limbs were heavy, leaden. His head throbbed with a dull, persistent ache behind his eyes. He tried to sit up, but the room spun lazily, forcing him back onto the pillow."Stay down," a voice said.Cale was there. He was standing by the bed, no longer leaning on the broomstick-crutch. He was balancing on his own two feet, his posture straighter than it had been in days.He held a mug of tea."You are vertical," Elion whispered. His voice sounded thin to his own ears."I am functional," Cale said. "The leg... the pain is receded. The bone feels... knit.""Knit? Overnight?""Accelerated regeneration," Cale said. "Fuel injection."He sat on the edge of the bed. He moved with a fluidity that had been missing since the bridge. He placed a hand on Elion's forehead."You are cold," Cale noted."I feel fine. Just tired.""You are not fine. Your skin temperature is ninety-six degrees. Your pulse is weak."Cale’s hand was warm. H

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   174: The Watcher in the Woods

    The living room was dark, save for the orange glow of the embers dying in the wood stove.Elion woke up slowly. His head felt light, packed with cotton wool. It was a sensation he associated with low blood sugar or a bad hangover, but he hadn't been drinking.He tried to sit up. The room spun lazily to the left."Easy," a voice said from the window. "Horizontal is safer."Elion blinked. He saw a silhouette against the moonlight streaming through the blinds."Cale?" Elion asked. His tongue felt thick."I am here," Cale said."Why is it dark?""I turned off the lamps. Light makes us a target."Elion pushed himself up on one elbow. The quilt slid off his shoulders. He shivered, but it wasn't the bone-deep cold of the last few days. It was just a normal, chilly night."Target?" Elion asked, rubbing his temples. "What are you talking about?""There is a watcher," Cale said. "In the tree line. North quadrant."Elion’s heart skipped a beat. The adrenaline cut through the fog in his brain."S

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   173: The Transfer Protocol

    The kitchen smelled of wet wool and drying mud.Elion sat at the pine table, a towel draped over his shoulders, watching Cale attempt to clean the mud from his splint with a damp rag. Cale’s movements were slow, jerky, the motor control in his hands still suffering from the sensory disconnect."Let me do it," Elion said."I am functional," Cale replied without looking up. "The debris is superficial. Structural integrity of the splint is maintained.""You're shaking, Cale.""Muscle fatigue. Caused by the landslide. It will pass.""It's not fatigue. It's the emptiness. You used too much energy holding me."Cale stopped scrubbing. He looked at the mud on his hands. It was grey to him. Just texture. Grit."Energy is a finite resource," Cale said. "I spent it well.""You're running on fumes.""Fumes are still flammable. I can still burn."Elion stood up. He walked over to the counter where the leather-bound book from the basement lay open. Alex's handwriting scrawled across the yellowed pa

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   84: The Memory Trap

    The morning light in the Garden Room was cruel. It illuminated the dust motes, the smudges on the glass doors, and the stark, grey pallor of Cale’s skin.Elion sat up, rubbing the grit from his eyes. He had slept in his clothes, his hand resting near the brass lamp he had used as a weapon the night

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-29

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   83: The Midnight Visitor

    The silence in the Garden Room was heavy, weighted down by the scent of dying flowers and exhaustion.It was 2:00 AM. The Masquerade was over. The music had stopped, the cameras had powered down, and the guests had retreated to their rooms to nurse hangovers and regrets.But in Suite 1, the night w

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-29

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   73: The Departure

    The sound of the helicopter was a physical weight, pressing down on the roof of the library.Thwack-thwack-thwack-thwack.It vibrated through the floorboards, shaking the dust from the shelves. To Elion, it sounded like a rescue. To Cale, it sounded like exposure.Elion was on his knees next to the

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-27

  • Rewinding My Reaper Boyfriend   Rival's Suspicion

    The pool deck was the only place in the mansion where the Wi-Fi signal was strong enough to load a webpage in under ten seconds.It was 2:00 PM. The sun was high and unforgiving, reflecting off the chlorine-blue water with a glare that pierced Elion’s sunglasses. Most of the contestants were inside

    last updateDernière mise à jour : 2026-03-20
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