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My Stepbrother 24

My Stepbrother 24
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Chapter 24 

KESTER. 

“Mine? Is everything okay?” The man, who would be dead before the day breaks, asked, with conce sorry tone, “Mine!” 

lacing his 

He yelled into the phone, obviously worried something must have happened to his precious Kasmine, before dropping the call abruptly. I guess his slow brain finally processed what the situation might be right now. 

The bastard had the audacity to use that word… the one only I was allowed to use. Mine. 

I felt my anger spike. My jaw clenched hard enough to ache as I held the phone, waiting for him to say more so I could confirm who he truly was. 

My body trembled, and I didn’t even realize it as I stood, looking at her with a blank expression. 

I brought the phone to my face and looked at the caller ID, but it wasn’t a number that was saved. 

Smart of her. 

I immediately smashed the phone into pieces. I wanted to break something else–anything. She flinched, recolling into the bed as if she could dissolve into the wall behind her. 

I took a step closer to her, my body a wall, blocking her from any chance of escape. “Who the hell was that?” I growled. 

Her eyes darted to the shattered phone on the floor, then back to me, lips trembling, a guilty flush rising on her cheeks. She didn’t speak. She never did when she knew I had her cornered. 

She didn’t seem to notice the way my knuckles were white, how I was holding myself back from smashing more things to pieces. “Who. Was. That?” 

“Please, Kester,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “It’s not what you think.” 

“Don’t make me tear it out of you, Kasmine. Don’t test me, I reached out and grabbed her by her arm, pulling her off the bed and slamming her back against the wall beside her bed. 

“I’m sorry. It was…” She swallowed, nibbling on her lips that it got me fucking hard. 

“It was Jake, right?” With a bitter scoff, I asked, “What would it take for you to leave that boy? Huh?” My hand moved to her throat, grabbing it firmly. I enjoyed the way her eyes widened, “His death? Is that what it would take for you to stay away from him?” 

My grip tightened around her throat, my fingers pressing into her delicate skin. Her pulse fluttered wildly beneath my palm, matching the frantic rise and fall of her chest. Her eyes – those deep green eyes which have trapped me in their abyss glistened with unshed tears. 

She shook her head frantically, “No, Kes. I’m sorry.” She wheezed. 

“Jake,” I hissed after a moment of silence, the name burning like acid on my tongue. My jaw clenched so tight I thought it might crack. That bastard had the audacity to call her ‘Mine‘? 

His? 

No. That word belonged to me. She belonged to me. 

“Do you think I don’t know where your little lover boy lives Hin?” I spat, and she froze, her trembling body stiffening against the wall. 

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Good. She should fear what I was capable of. 

“Kester, please!” she choked, her hands clawing at my iron grip, 

+25 BONUS 

I leaned in closer, my breath hot against her ear, “Number 16. Fourth floor. His room faces the fire escape…” 1 chuckled, though it was humorless, “I could be there in minutes, Kasmine. Minutes. And you know what I’d do to him.” 

“No!” she cried out, her voice cracking. Tears spilled over, streaking her flushed cheeks as her body shook in my grasp. “It’s not what you think! I swear, Kester, please, you’re misunderstanding-” 

“Misunderstanding?” I sneered, my lips curling in a dangerous smile. “The only thing I’m misunderstanding is how you had the nerve to let him believe he had any claim over you.” I shook my head in disbelief, “Why the hell is he calling you Mine, huh?” I tightened my grip, watching as her knees wobbled beneath her. “What the fuck did you let him think he is to you?” 

My hand released her throat abruptly, and she crumpled to the floor like a broken doll, gasping for air. I straightened, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my phone. 

“What… What are you doing?” Kasmine stuttered, her gaze shifting from me to the phone in my hand. 

“Get the car ready,” I barked into the receiver, and I saw the color drain from her face. I ignored her and turned toward the door. 

“Kester!” she screamed as she crawled toward me. She grabbed my pant leg, clinging to me like her life depended on it. “I’ll do anything. Anything you want. Just don’t kill him. Please… it is all my fault for not staying away. He doesn’t deserve this. Please.” 

Her sobs filled the room, each one grating against what little restraint I had left. Slowly, I turned to face her. She was a mess–tear–streaked, trembling, completely at my mercy. And fuck, didn’t that look suit her? 

A sinister smile tugged at the corners of my lips as I took a step closer, crouching down until our faces were level. Grabbing her chin roughly, I forced her to meet my eyes. “Anything, you say?” She didn’t miss the amusement in my voice, “This would be the second time you’ve said that. You desperately want to do my bidding now, don’t you? 

She nodded frantically, her tears falling freely. “Yes, anything. I’ll do whatever you want, I swear, Kester. Just don’t hurt him. Please…” 

My thumb traced her trembling bottom lip, my eyes narrowing as if weighing her words. The power I held over her was intoxicating, and I wasn’t about to let it slip away. 

“You could do more than beg while you’re already on your nees,” I murmured, my voice thick and husky with dark intent. 

Her gaze snapped up to meet mine, and there were a thousand questions in there that I wouldn’t even bother to 

dnswer. 

She swallowed slowly, her gaze darting away in shame, but my grip tightened, forcing her to meet my eyes. “You want me to spare him, Kasmine?” My tone was deceptively soft, laced with a threat that made her heart pound because I could hear it. “Then show me that you’re mine. Show me just how far you’re willing to go to keep that bastard breathing” 

+25 BONU 

Chapter 25 

Chapter 25 

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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