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My Stepbrother 174

Chapter 174 

But June stepped in my path

Kester,she murmured, tilting her head slightly, her voice dripping with something that made my patience snap

She was an inconvenience. A fucking obstacle standing between me and the only person

that mattered

My jaw clenched. My fingers curled around the fabric in my hands

What is it, June?I bit out, my voice colder than ice

She didn’t move

Her head tilted slightly, lips curled into something that was meant to be inviting

But I wasn’t fucking invited

I spoke to my father,she started, her voice too soft and coaxing

I didn’t react. I just stared at her, waiting for her to move the fuck out of my way

He’s eager to help you, Kes.She called that name, and it sounded foreign. It only sounded better when Kasmine called it. And he said we could discuss it over dinner when 

we return.” 

That made me pause

My grip on the pajama fabric tightened slightly

She must have noticed because her lips curved even more, and before I could react, her hand was on my chest

Her fingers trailed downward, and my skin crawled

That fucking touch. I wanted to rip it off me.. 

But I held still, barely keeping myself in check because I needed to hear the rest. I needed. to know exactly what her father had said and how he planned to help me

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I let her talk

And I fucking hated that I had to let her talk

June took my silence as permission to press closer. The scent of her perfume hit me, floral and sweet, so unlike the intoxicating wild scent of Kasmine

He’s willing to step in for you,she purred. But he wants to meet in person. He says it’s best to handle matters like this with people we trust. People who areclose.” 

We’ll pay him a visit, then. I managed, and she smiled

You knowI’ve been telling my father a lot of good things about you. He’d be glad to see how happy we are together, Kester,She whispered, standing a fraction of an inch away from me, her chest brushing the hard ridge of mine

Her hand moved lower

Way too low for my liking

And then she leaned in, Kiss me. Touch me, KesYou’ve never touched me before. I’ll do 

anything to get you toShe pleaded, her breath warm against my lips

Wrong

Everything about this was fucking wrong. And when her lips brushed against mine

something snapped

I moved fasttoo fast for her to react

In one swift motion, I slammed her against the wall, my hand wrapping around her throat and pinning her in place

She gasped with her eyes wide, her fingers clutching at my wrist while her towel slipped slightly as she struggled

Don’t,My voice was a deadly growl, my fingers tightening just enough to make sure she fucking understood. Don’t ever touch me like that again.” 

Her nails dug into my skin while her breath came out quick and unsteady. IKester, I was only-” 

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I leaned in enough for her to feel the full extent of my fury. Do I look like I fucking want 

this?” 

Her lips trembled

I held her there for another second, watching the way her pupils dilated under my glare, the way her body tensed, and her throat bobbing under my grip.. 

You ever try this again, you’ll regret every bit of it.I bit out before harshly letting her 

  1. go

She stumbled slightly, hands flying to her neck, her breaths ragged

I didn’t spare her another glance

I grabbed my pajamas off the bed and stormed out, slamming the door behind me

Fuck her

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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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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