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My Stepbrother 210

And you? Still ugly as ever, Norlan,I muttered with a hand on my waist

Norlan laughed. And you still reek of overpriced whiskey and questionable decisions. Some things never change.” 

I smirked. Neither does your inability to dress like someone with an ounce of self- 

respect.” 

Norlan glanced down at his black shirthalf unbuttonedpaired with dark pants and boots. He made a show of brushing off imaginary dust. This? This is fashion, Kester. You wouldn’t understand. Too busy brooding in dark rooms, I imagine.” 

I scoffed, finally setting my glass down on the table. You say that like you don’t do the 

same damn thing.” 

Ah, but I brood with style. There’s a difference.” 

Norlan barked out a laugh, crossing the room in two strides before grabbing me in a tight 

embrace. I returned it, slapping his back once before pulling away

Shit, I missed you,he admitted, his tone dropping just a notch

Missed you too, dumbass,I muttered before stepping back and studying him. What brings you to the pack?” 

Just got back last night,he said, flopping onto the couch, Figured I should check on my favorite psycho before he gets into any real trouble.‘ 

I scoffed, grabbing the bottle of whiskey from the table and pouring myself another drink. You’re late. I am already handling the trouble part without you.” 

Norlan arched a brow. Should I be worried?” 

I took a slow sip, letting the burn settle before answering. Depends. Ever heard the name 

Karina?” 

His expression darkened for half a second before it smoothed back. Can say I have. And even if I haven’t, as long as she’s got that look on your face, I already don’t like her.” 

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iontun’s smirk returned. How about the fact that I ram into fame this morning? She linked like she’d just won the fucking lottery.He tilted his head, eyes glinting with amusement. Still as stunning as I remember from college, man.” 

I scoffed

Was he admiring my fiancée? Yes

Was I offended? Fuck, no

In fact, I wished he’d take his admiration for Jume seriously. I’d buy him a suit for the wedding myself

You know you can have her, right?I mused, plucking a shirt from my closet and shrugging it on. Never fucked her.. So,, she’s still untouched by your best friend. Nothing to worry about.” 

Norlan exhaled a soft laugh, shaking his head. That’s hilarious.” 

That was all he said. Nothing else.. 

Interesting

Come on.I gestured toward the door. Let’s go to the living room. I’ll get you a drink.” 

Norlan and I had a lot of catching up to do, and the three hours we spent eating, drinkii 

and talking still wasn’t enough

There were no distractions. Mom and her husband had fucked off to some function and 

wouldn’t be back till later tonightgood. I couldn’t be more thankful

Norlan leaned back in his chair, glass dangling between his fingers as he shot me a knowing smirk.. So, whene is she? Can’t I get to say hello?” 

I took a slow sip off my whiskey before replying, letting the burn settle before answering 

She’s a bit occupiull att the moment, Norlan. But I’d see to it that you say hii before leaving,I replied

I didn’t want to bother Kasmine. She must be resting like I told her to. Butt this is Notla He wasn’t just anythudly he was my brother in all but blood. I’ll get her to come and są 

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hi before he leaves

The mood kept getting lighter as we laughed at a series of silly jokes and taunts until about 3 PM when we heard a knock on the front door

Expecting someone else?Norlan asked midlaugh, and I shook my head and set my glass down

I’ll check it out.I stood up and walked to the door, hoping it wasn’t pack matters as 

usual. I could use some mental rest

But by the time I opened the door, I instantly wished it was pack matters. Because the person standing by the door was more tedious than any matter I would have had to 

handle

Hello, Kester. Thought I should stop by.” 

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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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