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My Stepbrother 374

My Stepbrother 374

Chapter 374 

Except for one word

Kester!” 

My girl kept screaming my name. Over and over again, like it was her only hope

And I wasn’t there

I wasn’t fucking there to save her

OhKex wasn’t even done

Now he was forcing his fingers into my mate’s pussy… 

I blinked again

Everything inside mefell silent

The part of me that used to reason had stepped away

My legs moved back a step. I didn’t tell them to. They just did. I stared harder, Because maybe if I stared long enough, the screen would change. Maybe it’d glitch, rewind, or even erase

But it didn’t

Ohokay,I muttered under my breath. No one heard me

And that’s because I wasn’t talking to them

I was talking to the part of me that was starting to let go. Of control. Of mercy. Of fucking everything

And, oh. Nagel was watching the show

Didn’t he need a chair or something? Maybe some popcorn

There! There was another man standing there. Obviously a guard. I could see the bulge in his pants. He was smirking. I bet he’d never been to a live porn performance before

WaitLet’s seeHis eyesThey were just about the perfect size. I could easily pluck them out with two fingers

Perfect. I’d registered his face in my head

Now, I also had to make sure to know who the seasoned videographer was. The one who brought the phone so close that the whole crew almost saw my Kasmine’s bare pussyAlmost

I was already beginning to imagine how he’d look without his two eyes, two hands, and two legs while still alive

Perfect. That’s what his punishment should look like. I knew exactly how to achieve that

Turn it off!Norlan yelled at Saint, who sat with a blank expression, looking at me like he enjoyed seeing me unravel in his presence

Let. Him. Watch.Saint counted his words

Chapter 374 

What the fuck is the point?Norlan charged toward the laptop, but Saint didn’t even flinch

A little madness. You’ll see. That was all Saint said

Every fucking threat Kasmine threw at Kex was successfully registered in my head, and I’ll be sure to give her the front row while dishing out his punishment to him

I crouched slowly, and my hand finally lifted just to touch the screen. To touch her

Her face was stained with tears and blood. But her eyesher eyes were fire. She spat words I never knew she had in her

That, right there, was my fucking Luna

I was so proud of her. I could lick the skin beneath her feet right now. She looked like a fucking villainess. Fuck

She fought. So hard

And guess what

Kex finally stood and stepped back

I almost felt relief. Almost

Until he said, Get me the branding iron.And I stopped breathing

The words didn’t register at first. My brain had flatlined. But my ears? My ears were cursed. They heard it clearly

The other guard, who was the standby audience, hurried out and in less than five seconds, he was back with a burning red iron that bore a symbol. I’d seen that symbol before, but couldn’t even piece it out. Because my brain was dead at the moment, and everything in me had gone sluggish. Like my neurons decided they’d had enough and went on strike

But believe me when I say I’d pick a branding iron over Kex’s cock. This might be my dumb self thinking, because I had already waved my sense of reasoning goodbye. But between watching my girl get violated by that son of a bitch and watching her get burned, I’d take the fire

Although I heard someone call it The mark of Jayla.But I didn’t pay attention

I just watched with the last surviving brain cell I had how Kex grinned, flashing those teeth I’d pluck off one after the other, before he placed the iron on my girl’s chest, just a little above her left breast

She screamed at the top of her lungs

Everything inside me stopped. And in that moment, I wasn’t Kester anymore. I wasn’t even an Alpha anymore. Not even Kasmine’s mate. Neither was I even a man

I was just a weapon who had just been triggered

AUTHOR’S NOTE

The next scene might be a little too gory for some readers. So, if you don’t like blood and torture, kindly skip

My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

Score 9.9
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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