Switch Mode

My Stepbrother 159

My Stepbrother 159

Chapter 159 

Yes, love.” 

What about June?She asked

I barely suppressed a growl. What about her?” 

She lifted her head slightly, looking up at me. “What are you going to do?” 

I exhaled through my nose, my grip tightening around her. I don’t give a fuck about her

baby.” 

She dropped down from my body and reached up, brushing her fingers against my jaw, forcing my gaze to hers

I need a favor from youShe began, and my heart skipped a beat

Fuck. Her touch detonated through me like wildfire. It was unfair how easily she did this to me. How just the press of her fingers on my skin sent a ripple of heat through me, how it softened the edges of my rage like an ocean smoothing jagged rocks over time. It was fucking dangerous. She was dangerous

And she had no idea

I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering against my ribs as I forced myself to maintain 

control

Zeth purred. He liked itfucking craved it. And that was the problem

Because, at this rate, I would do anything she asked. Anything at all

Promise me,she began. I didn’t know what she was about to ask, but I knew there was every possibility that I’d grant it. Promise me you’ll treat June right on this vacation

That you won’t do anything to hurt her. If you truly love me like you say, thendon’t do 

this.” 

1 froze

Her thumb brushed the corner of my mouth, and I exhaled, my control slipping through 

1/3 

Chapter 159 

my fingers like sand

She had no idea how much power she had over me. No idea that every time she touched me, she wasn’t just asking for somethingshe was owning me. Claiming me without realizing it

Her touch was a fucking leash. A leash I had no problem letting her wrap around my 

throat

My fingers curled around her wrist, KasmineI growled through clenched jaws, attempting to fight the spell she was casting on me, but it was futile

Promise me,she said again in a pleading voice that dug into my skin

I should have resented the way she weakened me with just one fucking touch

But I didn’t

Because she wasn’t making me weak. She was making me hers

Fuck,I muttered, closing my eyes for a brief second before opening them again, my forehead pressing against hers. You don’t know what you are asking of, Kasmine,I breathed. If only she knew she was unknowingly pushing me in the direction every other person was pushing me to, then maybe she wouldn’t have said this

Pleaseshe whispered one last time, and my restraint snapped

My hand shot out, cupping the back of her head, my fingers threading through her hair

I promise,I rasped, my lips brushing her temple. I won’t do anything to hurt her. If it makes you happy.” 

She exhaled, but before she’d revel in her triumph, I spoke again, But what do I get in return, huh?I whispered in her ears

She inhaled slowly, Kester” 

Shh,1 murmured, trailing my fingers down her throat, feeling the rapid thrum of her pulse. Gods, she felt good. Soft. Warm. Mine. You don’t get to ask for something for nothing.” 

23 

Chapter 159 

A small moan escaped her lips. What do you want in return?She teased, resting her 

hands on both sides of my waist as she tilted her head to the side, giving me access to the side of her neck where my breath fanned

Fucking nasty images played out in my headLikeWhat if I just sunk my fangs into this delicate neck and claimed her as mine already? A dark chuckle left my lips as I pushed the thoughts aside

My tongue darted out, licking the side of her neck up to her soft chin, I want you, Kasmine,I murmured. Anytime. Anywhere. No excuses. When I want you, you give yourself to me.” 

I pulled back just enough to catch her gaze, my thumb dragging across her lower lip, and fuck, I want to kiss her. Say yes, baby,I coaxed, Say yes, and I’ll promise whatever you 

want.” 

A slow, seductive smile crossed her lips, Yes, Kester. I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t hurt her.” 

And that sealed the deal

Chapter Comments 

POST COMMENT NOW 

<SHARE 

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.”

Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset