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My Stepbrother 384

My Stepbrother 384

Chapter 384 

Nagel’s hand dropped away from Kasmine’s throat slowly, almost involuntarily

I’ve never been inside, of course,he said casually, tapping ash off the cigarette. I don’t break into homes with children in them. Your daughter’s four, right? Green eyes and a big smile. Looks like her mother.” 

Silence

You named her Melody,Saint added, almost gently. Sweet name, I must say.” 

Nagel stepped back like he’d been physically punched. The hand holding Kasmine’s throat fell entirely all the way to her arm, as his breathing suddenly became rough and unsteady

For a man like Nagel, that was the same as a fucking surrender

What do you want?he finally asked, after a moment. His voice carried furious defeat

Saint flicked his cigarette to the floor and crushed it beneath his boot like it bored him

First?he said, “Let. Her. Go.” 

Fuck

That was it

That was fucking it

If anyone had ever told me that a man like Nagel could be broken to this point, I’d have spat on their faces

Slowly, like a defeated actor exiting stage, Nagel’s hand slipped from Kasmine’s arm

She exhaled shakily, stumbled back, and turned to move toward me

Easy

Too fucking easy

At least, so I thought, until there was a loud CRACK

Everyone turned in the direction of the soundIt was KyrieThe fucking bastard had just shot one of Nagel’s menThe one holding Saint’s sister

Fuck!Saint hissed, knowing that all his efforts were about to be flushed down the drain because of one stupid, selfish move

And just like that, in a split second, everything we’d been hoping we’d achieved came crumbling before our eyes

More gunshots sounded in the air. Nagel’s men shot in retaliation

Kasmine was transfixed. She was scared. She just stood with her hands covering her ears and her eyes tightly shut

Shit

I didn’t waste a second. I made to move in her direction to get her to safety, when something sharp and searing punched into my thigh

Fuck

I grunted and twisted, and came face to face with Kex

Chapter 384 

That treacherous bastard

He grinned like the devil, and twisted the silver knife deeper into my muscle

Pain exploded through me, but I slammed my elbow into his face, staggering him back

That was enough to keep him off until I reached Kasmine. Kex wasn’t my priority right now. I ll deal with him later 

I was bleeding profusely, but fuck that, too

I was about to give Zeth full control when I heard another gunshot just behind Kasmine

She jerked and her eyes widened

No!I shouted, already sprinting, but Saint moved first

In a blur, he yanked her to the side just as the second bullet whizzed past them. They both fell to the ground

But it was a bit too late

Blood sprayed from her arm

The entire world faded instantly as I closed the distance between us immediately on my knees

I didn’t know what move Kex made behind me, but a blur moved beside me

It was Saint

He was on his back, just beside Kasmine. And the two silver knives he had in his hands before he caught her, hissed past me. I didn’t fucking care who his target was. But from the painful howl that ripped out of Kex’s cursed throat, I knew Kex was the target, and Saint had gotten him clean

My vision became blurry as I took in Kasmine’s form

Her skin was pale

Her lips parted the moment she saw me

Kasmine,I breathed, sitting on the floor and pulling her into my arms, BabyIt’s me” 

KKesShe whispered weakly, but her eyes were slowly fluttering shut

FuckStay with me, babyI felt hot liquid running down my cheeks as I squeezed her tighter. I’m here. I’ve got you. I swear to you, I’ve got you, baby. Don’t go anywhere.” 

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Final chapters will be dropping soon. Stay tuned

Meanwhile… 

Want to know why kyrie pulled that trigger when he did

Check out MATED TO MY STEPBROTHER AND HIS BESTFRIEND

Be the judge of his actions. #winks

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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