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My Stepbrother 365

My Stepbrother 365

KASMINE

The place was freezing. I couldn’t stop shaking

My arms were numb. My legs were worse. I couldn’t feel my toes. Couldn’t even tell if they were still there. My skin burned from the cold, and every breath I drew in scraped my throat like sandpaper

I was barely holding up

My stomach twisted from hunger, and I could still taste bile. I’d thrown up whatever they’d tried to shove down my throat earlier. My lips were cracked. My throat was on fire. My wrists throbbed where the chains had bitten through

II am going to dieI know this for sure

I cried, but the tears no longer felt warm

And in the middle of it allThere was one thought that kept crawling up my throat like a curse I couldn’t swallow

I should have listened to Kester

He was many things aggressive, obsessive, reckless. But he was never wrong about the people around me

He warned me about Jake 

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thank Goodness he was dead. He deserved a death worse than the one he had

I kept listening to my own stupid, stubborn instinctsThe same stupidity and stubbornness that had also killed Claire. If I had listened to Kester and maybe let him take me to the pack himself that day, Claire would have still been alive

I deserved every fucking second of this hell

I wasn’t a Luna

I wasn’t a friend

I wasn’t even a fucking survivor

I was a walking disaster that destroyed everyone who came too close

I kept choosing others over Kester. Now, look where it got me

Now, I was stuck in the belly of helland all I wanted was for that obsessed, controlling, maddening Alpha to find me

It’s been days, I know. Even though the only thing I could see was nothingAbsolutely nothing. No windows, nothing

Occasionally, I kept hearing the faint sounds of something whooshing. But I couldn’t tell what it was

It felt like I wasn’t inside my body anymore, and maybe that was for the best. Because if I were still in my bodythen I had to accept what had happened to it

I was already living in fear. Nagel had tortured me mentally, violently, and physically

After the first time he came in here and made me suck his cock, he’d come back for it two more times like it was a fucking ritual. And now I felt utterly disgusted. I hated every single cell in my body

I swear to Selene, if he ever comes, in here again, I’d bite off that excuse of a cock he has, damming all the consequences that might come with 

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Just as the thoughts formed, the door creaked open, and I jerked up to a sitting position, even though the chains around my wrists and ankles didn’t let me move much

I squinted my eyes to be able to catch the face of the person walking in

This wasn’t Nagel. Nagel was taller, broader, and scarierThe kind of monster you feel before you see. This onethis one moved differently with swagger. Like he was about to crack a joke at a funeral

Well, hello, there, I heard the familiar voice call out as his legs ate up the distance. As the dim light touched him, his features came into focus, and my blood went icecold

KKex?I called in stunned confusion as Alpha Kex spread out his white teeth for me to see

Yes, love,he sounded delighted, as if we were lovers catching up after a vacation. It is 1. Long time no see.” 

He crouched to my level like he was some kind of friend

I recoiled

Whatwhat are you doing here?My voice cracked. What do you want?” 

I’d be a fool to think that he came to save me or anything. This only meant he was working with Nagel. Oh, God. What other sick surprises were waiting

You don’t look so good, Kasmine,he said, with that disgusting, fake concern that made my stomach turn. They’re not taking good care of you here, huh?His fingers trailed down my cold cheek, and I flinched instantly and tried to retreat, but he caught me harshly by my arm

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Native Language: English
My Stepbrother

Synopsis : My Stepbrother

Kasmine’s world shattered the night she witnessed her stepbrother, Kester Hamilton—the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack—murder an innocent man in cold blood. What began as a normal evening in the woods turned into a nightmare that would haunt her forever. The man Kester killed was no threat; he had only been talking to Kasmine. Yet Kester justified the murder by claiming the man tried to force himself on her.

Trembling and terrified, Kasmine confronted him, refusing to believe his twisted explanation. But Kester’s demeanor remained disturbingly calm. He didn’t show an ounce of remorse. Instead, he scolded her for being dramatic and tried to drag her back to the party, as if nothing had happened. When she resisted, he unleashed his Alpha command—a power no wolf could defy. Under his control, Kasmine’s will crumbled, and she obeyed him like a puppet.

As she returned to the party—ironically, Kester’s girlfriend’s birthday celebration—Kasmine’s heart broke. The brother who once protected her now scared her more than anyone else.

Her mind drifted back to her childhood, to the days when Kester had been her hero. After her father’s death, her mother remarried Alpha Kade Hamilton, Kester’s father. At the time, Kester was fourteen and Kasmine was only seven. He took her under his wing, treating her like a precious little sister. He brought her gifts, defended her from bullies, and made her feel safe. To everyone around them, Kester was the perfect big brother.

But as Kasmine grew older, that “protectiveness” became something else—something dark and possessive. By the time she turned sixteen, Kester had started isolating her from others. He didn’t allow her to have male friends, and even her time with female friends was limited. He wanted her attention, her trust, and her presence—all to himself. It became suffocating.

Now, at twenty years old, Kasmine had no boyfriend and barely any social life. Every time she tried to rebel, Kester reminded her that she should wait for her fated mate when she turned twenty-one and got her wolf. Her parents saw his control as love and protection, never suspecting how toxic and obsessive it had become.

After witnessing the murder, Kasmine was emotionally destroyed. She couldn’t eat, sleep, or think straight. The image of the lifeless man haunted her. Luckily, she only had to see Kester on weekends, since he was busy running both his pack and his billion-dollar company—Zamford Technologies. But even from a distance, his control continued. He had bugged her phone and laptop, monitoring every message and call. There was no escaping his watchful eyes.

Trying to focus on her studies, Kasmine pushed herself to attend her final year of college. She was preparing for her internship, and for once, she felt hopeful. She had submitted three company choices, deliberately avoiding Zamford Technologies to stay away from Kester. Her best friend, Jake—a guy she secretly liked—had applied to the same companies. She dreamed of being placed in the same one as him. Maybe then, away from Kester’s shadow, she could experience normal life, maybe even love.

That morning, she rushed to campus, still hopeful about the internship results. At the school entrance, she met her best friend, Claire, who looked visibly upset. Claire confessed she had been posted to J&F Technologies. Her disappointment wasn’t about the company—it was about Kester. Claire had nursed a crush on him for years and had listed Zamford Technologies in hopes of working near him. But her wish had failed, and she’d lost her chance.

Trying to comfort her, Kasmine asked about her own posting. Strangely, Claire didn’t answer, avoiding her eyes. Confused but impatient, Kasmine dragged her to the information board. Her heart raced as she scanned the list, looking first for Jake’s name. He was placed at Plush Technologies—one of the options they’d chosen together.

Excited, she searched for her name next, praying to see it under the same company. But her excitement quickly turned to dread. Her hands trembled. Her breath caught in her throat. There, beside her name, was written: Zamford Technologies.

The world seemed to tilt around her.

It couldn’t be real. There had to be some mistake. How could she, of all people, end up at her stepbrother’s company—the very place she’d tried hardest to avoid? Panic rose in her chest as the realization sank in. Kester must have done this. Somehow, he had found a way to manipulate her placement, ensuring that even in her professional life, she couldn’t escape his grasp.

Her mind flashed back to his piercing green eyes, his dominating voice, the way he’d ordered her around after committing murder without remorse. Now, he would have full control over her again—for hours every day. There would be no hiding, no breathing space.

As she stood frozen before the board, Kasmine felt her fragile hope for freedom crumble. She had spent years yearning for the day she could make her own choices—turn twenty-one, find her fated mate, and escape Kester’s suffocating hold. But now, destiny—or rather, Kester’s manipulation—had pulled her right back into his world.

And deep down, she feared that this time, she might not make it out alive.

Themes and Tone:
“The Alpha’s Obsession” explores the darkness behind overprotective love, the trauma of control disguised as care, and the pain of being trapped by someone who claims to love you. The tone is tense, emotional, and suspenseful, building a deep sense of dread as Kasmine realizes that every path she takes leads her back to the same monster she once called “brother.”

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