Falling for my Vampire Captain
Calen was a benchwarmer on the university swim team, someone who never actually competed.
The captain, Karl, was everything he wasn’t, a campus golden boy. Three records broken. A new girlfriend every other week.
One night, Calen realized he’d left something behind and went back to the locker room.
That was when he heard it.
Ragged breathing. Strained, barely held back. And beneath it… the slow, awful sound of metal bending under pressure.
He pushed the door open.
Karl stood with his back to him.
His bare muscles writhed beneath his skin, moving wrong, his spine standing out in sharp ridges. His fingers were dug deep into the steel locker, nails tearing through metal, leaving long, brutal gouges. The air was thick with the smell of blood… and something wild. Predatory.
Karl snapped around.
His eyes burned gold in the dark. Blood stained the corner of his mouth, and when he bared his teeth, the canines were far too long. Far too sharp.
He ran.
He barely took two steps before something crashed into him from behind, slamming him to the floor. Karl’s weight pinned him down, his body radiating heat… too hot, almost painful. A low voice brushed his ear.
“You saw something you weren’t meant to see.”
“I won’t say anything….”
Karl lowered his head, his nose grazing his neck as he inhaled slowly, deeply.
“…You smell fucking irresistible.”
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Chapter: 086Franklin’s POVMy legs made the decision before my brain did.One second I was standing in the doorway of the changing room, and the next I was turning, moving fast, trying to put as much distance between myself and what I had just seen as my legs would allow. The image was already burned behind my eyes… the wound that had been there, red and deep, and then simply not. Like it had never happened. Like flesh could just decide to close itself and move on.I made it two steps into the corridor.A hand closed around my wrist.The grip was iron. Not painful exactly, but absolute… the kind of hold that communicates very clearly that the person applying it is not exerting even close to their full strength. I was pulled back and around before I could plant my feet, and then my back was against the wall and Rydan was in front of me.His eyes were black.Not dark brown, not some trick of the light in a dim corridor… black. Fully, completely black, the way eyes don’t go. It lasted only a moment
Última actualización: 2026-03-15
Chapter: 085Franklin’s POVThe words stayed in my ear long after he had moved away.I didn’t react. I didn’t spin around, didn’t shove him back, didn’t do any of the things my body was screaming at me to do. I just kept moving, kept my grip on the stick tight, and my eyes forward. My heart was going faster than it should have been, and it had nothing to do with the drill.I was scared.Not of him specifically… of what he represented. Of how easily one whispered word could reduce everything I was trying to build here into something small and dirty. I had come to Frostbite to move forward. To do what I needed to do. And already, within days, I was being handed a label I hadn’t earned and couldn’t shake.But I finished the session. Every last minute of it.When the coach called time and the others started peeling off toward the changing rooms, I stayed. I don’t know exactly when I made that decision. It wasn’t dramatic… I just didn’t move when everyone else did, and then they were gone and I was sti
Última actualización: 2026-03-14
Chapter: 084Franklin’s POVThe door opened again about four minutes after it had closed.I hadn’t moved from the bench. My hand was still bleeding, slow and steady, and I had pressed the edge of my sleeve against it more out of habit than any real effort to deal with it. My friend’s words were still sitting in my head, but I hadn’t had time to turn them over properly before footsteps crossed the floor toward me.Rydan stopped a few feet away.He didn’t come close this time. He held the first aid kit out at arm’s length, the way you’d pass something to a stranger on a bus… far enough that there was a clear gap between us, far enough that our hands wouldn’t meet. I looked at the kit, then at him.His face gave nothing away.I reached forward and took it from him. The moment my fingers closed around it, he let go and stepped back. I sat there holding it, half expecting him to say something… an explanation, an instruction, anything. But he just stood there at that distance, watching me with those gre
Última actualización: 2026-03-13
Chapter: 083Franklin’s POVI had never been the kind of person who backed down from a challenge, and standing on that field with every eye on me, I wasn’t about to start.Rydan’s words were still hanging in the air when I dropped my bag and stepped forward. Someone tossed me a stick without being asked, and I caught it with one hand. A few of the guys exchanged glances. I didn’t look at any of them. I kept my eyes ahead and got into position.The first few minutes went better than I expected.I moved well enough that the murmuring from the sidelines changed in tone. I could feel it without looking… the shift from mild amusement to something closer to actual attention. My footwork was clean, my control decent. I had trained hard at Cresthaven before everything fell apart, and whatever that place had taken from me, it hadn’t taken that.I pushed forward, reading the space between the defenders, calculating the angle. The goal was there, open enough, and I went for it.I don’t know exactly what happ
Última actualización: 2026-03-12
Chapter: 082Franklin’s POVThe cab pulled away before I even got my second bag off the ground, leaving me standing at the entrance of Frostbite Hockey Academy with nothing but cold air biting at my neck and the sound of my own breathing.I stood there for a moment, just taking it in.The academy was massive, more than I had imagined when I first read the transfer documents. Iron gates, tall and black, stretched across the entrance like something out of a gothic novel. Beyond them, buildings rose in clean, sharp lines against a pale sky. Snow dusted the rooftops and clung to the edges of the pavement. Everything looked permanent, like it had been standing long before I was born and would keep standing long after I left.Which, given how things ended at my last school, might not be too long.I grabbed both bags and pushed through the smaller side gate that had been left open. My boots crunched over the thin layer of ice that coated the path leading toward the main building. The cold here was differ
Última actualización: 2026-03-12
Chapter: 081Calen’s POVI didn’t open the letter the night before.I’m not sure why exactly. I sat with it in my hands for a long time while Karl watched without pushing, and something about the weight of the day already behind me made adding one more revelation feel like too much. I put it on the desk, changed, and went to sleep earlier than I had in months.I woke up at six in the morning and read it before I’d even made coffee.The paper was older than I expected. Not ancient, not crumbling, but the kind of aged that comes from years in a drawer somewhere, the edges soft, the fold lines deep and permanent. The handwriting was neat and deliberate, the kind that belonged to someone who’d learned to write in an era when handwriting was considered a reflection of character.It was addressed to me by name.Not *to whom it may concern*, not *to the Reed child*. My name. My full name, the one my parents had chosen before I was born, written by someone who had known what that name would be.I read it
Última actualización: 2026-03-11
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