All Chapters of Falling for my Vampire Captain : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Calen’s POVThe social media post loaded on my screen and the world tilted.Multiple photos of Karl entering my dorm building late at night, leaving early in the morning with his clothes slightly rumpled, his hair disheveled. Time stamps proving he’d spent the night. And the captions…‘Karl Brennan caught sneaking out of male student’s dorm’‘Swim team captain’s secret relationship exposed’‘Is Karl Brennan gay? Sources say yes’The comments section was already exploding. Hundreds of posts, growing by the second. Some supportive, but most…‘I knew something was off about him’‘This explains why he was always so close to that benchwarmer’‘Disgusting. He was supposed to be dating Sophia’‘My parents donated to this school. They’re going to hear about this’My hands shook so badly I nearly dropped the laptop.This was happening again. The exact same nightmare from my old school, playing out in real time.“Calen?” Jeff’s voice came through the phone I’d forgotten I was holding. “Are you

Calen’s POVHeat flooded through my body at Karl’s words, the promise in them unmistakable. I wanted to skip class entirely, to follow him back to his apartment right now and show him exactly how much those three words meant to me.But Karl was already walking away, and I had responsibilities, classes to attend and a degree to earn.The marine biology degree that would let me study ocean ecosystems. That would give me the career I’d dreamed about since I was twelve years old, watching documentaries about coral reefs and deep-sea creatures.Karl was right. I couldn’t let Sophia or anyone else take that away from me.I walked into my literature class and immediately spotted an empty seat. I was about to take it when someone slid into the chair beside me.Jeff.My heart jumped. Jeff hadn’t sat near me in weeks. Hadn’t spoken to me since he’d found out about Mike. And now here he was, pulling out his notebook like nothing had changed.I wanted to say something, to apologize again, to try

Karl’s POVThe figure in the shadows was wrong.Not just unfamiliar… actively wrong. The shape kept shifting slightly, like I was looking at it through distorted glass. One moment it seemed tall, the next shorter. Features that should have been clear remained blurred no matter how hard I focused.Glamour. Someone was using powerful glamour magic to hide their identity.“Who are you?” I demanded.“Someone who’s been watching you, Karl Brennan.” The voice was distorted too, layered and echoing. “You’re getting too close to things you shouldn’t.”“The murders. You’re behind them.”“Am I?” The figure laughed. “A shadow you can chase while the real game plays out elsewhere?”They were toying with me. Revealing just enough to confirm my suspicions while hiding everything that actually mattered.I looked at Rowan, who’d pressed himself flat against the tree, his face still drained of color. “Who is this, Rowan? Tell me.”But Rowan just shook his head, his mouth opening and closing without so

Calen’s POVI stood there watching Sophia drip with the black substance, students gathering around with their phones out, and I felt… nothing.No guilt or satisfaction. Just a vague sense of irritation that she’d even tried this in the first place.She’d fallen into her own trap, and honestly? She deserved it.Sophia’s eyes burned into me with pure hatred, but I just turned and walked away. Let her deal with the consequences of her actions for once.“Calen!”Jeff appeared beside me, slightly out of breath like he’d been running. “You listened to me. Thank God.”“Yeah, thanks for the warning.” I kept walking, wanting to put distance between myself and Sophia’s humiliation. “How did you even know about the trap?”“Madison was bragging about it in the bathroom. Didn’t realize I was in one of the stalls.” Jeff grinned. “Figured I should warn you before you walked into it.”“I appreciate it.”“Hopefully this will finally make her back off,” Jeff said. “Stop coming after you for no reason.”

Calen’s POVI’d been at Karl’s apartment for hours, trying to read a textbook that might as well have been written in another language for all the attention I could give it.Every sound made me jump. Every car that passed outside made me run to the window, hoping to see Karl’s BMW pulling up.But he never appeared.The sun had set. The clock showed 9 PM.What if something had happened to him? What if the vampires… the Council or whoever… what if they’d found out about his investigation and decided he was the problem?What if they’d killed him?The thought made my chest tighten with panic. I wasn’t ready to lose Karl. Not now. Not when we’d just figured out what we were to each other.I tried calling again, voicemail and again.I forced myself to lie down, to at least pretend I was going to sleep. But my mind wouldn’t stop racing through terrible scenarios, each one worse than the last.Then I heard it.A key in the lock. The door opening.“Karl?” I was off the bed in seconds.Karl ste