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Chapter 157

KESTER.

I searched around the whole house and sparse neighborhood, but there was no sign of her.

My heart drummed so fast that it seemed unhealthy.

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A part of me the cowardly part whispered to me to check the water to see if she had drowned or something. And even though I hated myself for even thinking that way, I found my legs moving in the direction of the body of water spread out before me.

Our house was quite secluded, away from the whole bustling of the magic of Maldives. That’s how much quietness my mother wanted to have. Only a few houses, which also obviously belonged to high–class people, were in the area.

June hadn’t even noticed I had left the house. I heard her making some calls with her friends the ones she always lied to about how I treated her right and all that bullshit I’d

never do for her. She was at it again.

I walked a good distance away from the house, toward the woods, relief that I didn’t see

any sign of her drowning. I could get a whiff of her perfume. It was faint but enough to

lead me.

What the fuck did she go to do in the woods?

Maybe I should let Zeth take over. It would make this search easier. But that fucker never

had control around Kasmine. If I let him full control, he’d fuck and mark her before I even

realized it.

“But I’m the best chance you’ve got at finding her right now,” Zeth said like he was pitching a bargain.

“Shut up, Zeth,” I replied, hastening my footsteps, but I came to an abrupt halt when I heard something from a distance.

It was Kasmine’s voice. High–pitched.

It sounded so distant, but…

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The fuck?

She wasn’t laughing. She was…

Fuck.

I let Zeth share partial control with me as we both ran as fast as we could. Zeth was one of the fastest and strongest wolves ever to live. One advantage I had over so many other Alphas, including the so–called Alpha King Mellors.

My vision narrowed, and all I could hear was the rapid thud of my heart against my ribs. It was wild and violent, like a war drum pounding inside me.

1 sighted from afar, between the trees, and I saw some movement. And then, a voice – her

voice muffled and strained.

And then-

The sound of fabric tearing.

As I increased my pace, a raw, ice–cold fury slammed into me like a wrecking ball.

Suddenly, I screeched to a halt when a clearing opened up before me, moonlight spilling

over the grotesque scene that was displayed for me to see, and my world fucking shattered.

Kasmine.

On the ground.

Her dress–ripped to shreds.

Her body–pinned beneath two pairs of filthy hands.

Her face was twisted in terror while her mouth was covered by one of the bastards who had her pinned.

“Fuck, man, get it out already!” One of the boys said.

“I’m trying. She’s not making it easy. Hold her legs,” The one on top said in frustration, “Spread them wider.”

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My mind blanked.

“Fucking thick. Boobs. Beautiful. Slide it in.” Their words were all jumbled up, and their voices became distorted by the furry rushing through me, drumming in my ears.

Rage shook through me as red crept into my vision until they were all covered in it. The type of red that wanted me to spill blood.

The boys felt my presence immediately. The two pinning her down flinched when their heads snapped up. The one with blonde, messy hair locked under the sheer force of my presence, while the other one, who was trying so hard to show braveness, eyed me as if assessing who I was.

They could smell death. Taste it in the air like thick, cloying smoke.

But the one kneeling between her legs? His eyes–stupid, cocky, fucking dead–met mine, and he had the audacity to grin, still stroking his dick.

And then, the fucker–he actually–laughed..

“The fuck do you want?” The brave one spat like I was the intruder. Like I was the one interrupting his night. But I understood. This was him hiding his fear under false bravery.

“You got a problem?” The one fondling his dick asked. His voice was all smug amusement. “You can have her when I’m done.”

Dead.

He was fucking dead.

I barely registered Kasmine’s soft, hitched breaths. My focus was on him. The one who dared to think he could take what was mine and walk away with his dick still attached..

I didn’t give him the chance to breathe another word.

One second, he was smirking.

The next, his jaw exploded beneath my fist.

His head snapped back, teeth flying, his entire body lifting off the ground from the force of the hit. He hit the dirt in a twitching, gurgling heap, choking on the blood flooding his

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mouth.

I wasn’t finished. Not by a fucking mile.

Heat exploded through my veins, white–hot and blinding, burning away all logic and

thought.

I grabbed his collar, yanked him up like a ragdoll, and drove my knee into his ribs. Something cracked. Another hit. Another. I wanted to feel every fucking bone snap.

His screams fed something monstrous in me. I could have just plucked out his heart earlier and let his worthless body drop at my feet. But, no. I wanted him to know what it felt like to be helpless. To have his last breath ripped from his lungs by someone stronger.

I sank my hand into his chest where the stupid organ beat. It was time to end him already. The other fuckers needed to be handled.

I tightened my grip and then ripped.

There was a spray of hot blood and a final, gurgling gasp before his body convulsed and went limp.

I let him drop.

Kasmine was already up, sitting on the floor and trembling from the shock of what had almost happened. “Kester…” She called softly, but I was too far gone to pay too much attention to her at the moment. The only thing the red in my eyes allowed me to see her hair which was a mess, and these fucking bastards would pay for it.

I turned to the other two.

was

They were frozen, still on their knees beside Kasmine, wide–eyed, shaking like fucking leaves. They wanted to run. Every fiber of their pathetic existence was telling them to run.

But fear rooted them to the spot.

Good.

Because I wanted them to feel this.

They tried to stand to their feet when I drew closer.

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I almost laughed.

They weren’t going anywhere.

“Stand right there,” I ordered, unleashing my Alpha command on them. It was always fun having stupid people like these die a slow, painful, and willing death.

I took a step forward, seeing the utter fear in their eyes and how helpless they were as

they had lost their will to me.

“Fight yourselves to the death, I ordered them in the calmest tone ever.

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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha 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.”