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My Stepbrother 368

My Stepbrother 368

Chapter 368 

Fuck

I stormed out of the house like I was chasing death itself

The air outside didn’t help. It was thick. Too fucking hot for evening

My feet carried me down the familiar path to her school. But halfway there, I saw her, and my steps faltered

There she wasBut she wasn’t alone

She was walking beside someone a guy, Nathan and she was fucking giggling

Of course it was fucking Nathan

I’d warned her before more than once to stay away from that prettyfaced bastard. The type who flirted with anything in a skirt and smiled like he owned the sun. I told her not to hang around people like him

But there they were, walking side by side like a goddamn couple

Just for a second

And I saw red

No, fuck that. I became red

My heart started beating faster, but it wasn’t from fear anymore

It was rage

Boiling, black, suffocating rage

My jaw locked so tight it felt like my bones would snap. My fists clenched by my sides, nails digging into my palms until I almost bled

I stormed toward them like a fucking hurricane, and their smiles died the moment they saw me

Kasmine’s eyes widened, but I was already standing in front of them

So this is why you were late coming home?I barked at her

Kester, Ishe started

Too late

I turned to Nathan and slammed my fist straight into his fucking face

The impact was so loud and satisfying

Nathan staggered back, hands flying to his nose as blood poured between his fingers

Kester! What the hell?!Kasmine screamed, pushing herself between us

Don’t fucking touch me right now,I growled. Heat rolled off me like toxic smoke

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I walked around her and charged after him like a rabid dog

She was just walking me home, man! What the hell is wrong with you??Nathan yelled, holding his face and glaring at me with watery eyes

My fist collided with his face again. And again. And again. Until he fell to the ground, trying to shield himself, but I kept going. My knee ha ho ribs. My fists slammed down on whatever part of him I could reach

He groaned, blood spilling from his mouth

Kester, STOP!Kasmine shrieked, grabbing my arm

I shook her off me with blazing eyes. He touched you!” 

He didn’t! He was just!She tried to come between us again, and I growled furiously, grabbing Nathan by the collar

If I see you anywhere near her again, Nathan, I swear to every god that’s ever existed, I will end you, I snarled in his bleeding face 

Nathan whimpered and coughed, blood dripping from his nose to his shirt

You’re fucking psycho, man,he spat

Yeah?I raised my fist again. Say it again.” 

Kester!Kasmine screamed

I paused, breathing hard, veins pounding in my head

You?I pointed at him, barely restraining myself. Don’t fucking come near her again. Ever!” 

Kester, stop it! You’re acting insane!Kasmine cried, grabbing my arm, but I snatched it away

I turned to Kasmine, dropped Nathan, and stood to my feet. Go home. Now.” 

She stood frozen with wet eyes and her mouth slightly open in disbelief. She stared at me like I was a monster

Maybe I was, and I didn’t care

Kasmine!” 

That did it

She ran off, certainly pissed. Not that I give a fuck

I watched Nathan wipe the blood off his nose, cursing under his breath

Next time, I won’t use my fist,I told him

Was I insane

Maybe

But she was mine

Even if I couldn’t have her

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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