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My Stepbrother 178

My Stepbrother 178

Chapter 178 

KESTER

Fucking bitch

I thought she was dead or something

Why didn’t she stay wherever the fuck she just crawled out from

Rage curled through my muscles like a vice, my fingers twitching as I fastened my seatbelt

KesterYou have to breatheYou are too tensed,Kasmine said from beside

I had booked the next available flight back to New York the second Lance sent that cursed message. Of all the goddamn problems circling me like vultures, Karina was the one I needed to deal with first

Kester. What’s going on? You can talk to us,June asked. Her hand reached toward mine, and I recoiled like she was some diseaseridden mutt

Instead, I grabbed Kasmine’s hand, the one resting idly on the armrest between us. It squeezed, drawing in the warmth of her skin. Instantly, the chaos in my head steadied- just a little

She calmed the storm in me always

The hurt in June’s eyes when I withdrew from her and took my sister’s hand instead was sincerely insignificant. The last thing I gave a fuck about right now was her fragile little 

feelings

The flight seemed longer than necessary. Or, maybe I was the one too agitated

I had half a mind to order the pilot to speed the hell up, but even I wasn’t that unhinged

At some point, June fell asleepof course, she did. My socalled fiancée knocked the fuck out while I was seething. Pathetic

But Kasmine was still up, watching me to make sure I didn’t do something stupid,in her 

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1 laughed under my breath

What stupid thing would I possibly do on a plane amide from murdering any man who 

touches her? And so far, no man had touched her vett

You still haven’t told me what’s going on, Kes? Her other hand moved to the back of m palm, tracing slow, thoughtful circles. She knew what she was doing. And damn it, it wa 

working

I still held her hand in mine. It felt lite am andhor I wouldn’t let go of. And she let me

It’s nothing I can’t handle. I replied

She didn’t push. That was another thing I fucking loved about herKasmine knew when to press and when to let me be.. 

Is there anything I can do to help?She asked, and I felt like kissing her for being this caring, observant, and…. Fuck. She was everything I ever wanted

She was too fucking good from this world

I scoffed, tilting my head toward the other side of the aisle where June was still asleem her mouth slightly open. Well, for starters, you could teach that one how to be awamur Maybe then she wouldnt puss out like a dead fish when her manis on the verge off ripping someone apart

Kasmine’s lips twitched, but she smothered the amusement

No, baby. I’ll be fine, I muttered, shifting to press a kiss to her forehead.. 

Should we go to the convenience? Would it make you feel better?She asked so innocently that it warmed my heart

Mine was authuilly suggesting to fuck down my anger? How else could I live this girl 

more

Are you seniously offering to let me fuck the anger out of my systematt 30 feet?” 

Kasmine tilted her head slightly, watching me. If it helps.” 

If it helps

This girl would be the death of me

I chuckled darkly, shifting closer, lowering my voice no only she could hear. No, baby. I can’t fuck you in this state. You might end up in the hospital, and everyone on this plani would hear you scream for mercy. I replied, and surprisingly, I found myself smiling

She exhaled sharply, and I could already smell her arousal, and fuck, it was a turnon for 

  1. me

My fingers traced her wrist, then I smirked, leaning in just enough that my breath fanne 

her ear

But on a second thoughtMy lips bushed the shell of it. Let’s go. Your mouth would 

be useful right about now.” 

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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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