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Karina sighed dramatically, tapping a manicured nail against her mug. You know, I am right here.” 

I ignored her again

She won’t be staying here,I said flatly

My father’s gaze met mine, This is still my house, Kester.” 

Silence

Long, thick silence

And then, he leaned back as if the conversation was already over. And with a casual sip of 

his coffee, he said the words that made my blood run hot

And Karina is also my daughter.” 

The laugh that had been bubbling under my skin finally slipped out

Dark. Amused. Poisoned at the edges

I pushed off the chair, straightening to my full height, my gaze sweeping over him with something between pity and disbelief

You really are a fool, old man.‘ 

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My father didn’t have an ounce of an idea of what was coming for his beloved daughter. I had all it takes to get her out of this house. I could have snapped my fingers and had her dragged out before she even had the chance to finish her pathetic little drink

But, no. Where is the fun there

They had just made things easier for me. Brought my plans right to my doorstep, wrapped in the golden opportunity of her own weaknesses

And Karina

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She was too blinded by arrogance, too drenched in selfimportance, to see the noose tightening around her neck

I strode to the wine bar where I knew Karina would be at the moment. There was just a thin line separating her from being an actual drunk

Karina had a relationship with alcoholone that teetered on the edge of devotion and 

destruction

Aha! There she was. Drowning in a bottle of Vodka

Her posture was careless, shoulders slouched, legs crossed as if she were some queen in 

exile

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I ignored her existence and reached for the bar, placing the wine I had in hand on the 

shelve, a little secluded from where other varieties were lined up

The bottle stood tall, beautiful, and distinct. Eyecatching and Inviting. Just like a trap 

should be

I knew she was watching me

Karina had never been the silent type. She wouldn’t hesitate to spill it if she had 

something to sayand she always had something to say

So when her voice finally filtered through the thick, alcoholsoaked air, I wasn’t surprised

Ohshe mused, tilting her head slightly, her gaze flicking between me and the bottle

had just set down. Old habit never dies, huh?” 

I didn’t respond

Didn’t even glance at her

She took it as an invitation to keep talking

Tell meDoes alcohol now have an effect on you? Because, the last I remember, you 

could gulp down an entire bottle of whisky without even as much as feeling tipsy,She chuckled, swirling the bottle in her hand

I still ignored her, watching her like the pathetic little thing she was. She looked like one 

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with a lot of issues. Not that I care

Oh. I recallRehabShe mused and let out a loud laugh that grated on my nerves. But 

I’d like to see how much longer she can hold that joke

I reached for the stem of a wine glass and ran my fingers along its delicate curve before letting it go just as carelessly. Then, finally, I turned to her

My expression was blank. Voice colder than the bottle sweating between her fingers

Don’t lay your filthy hands on my wine.” 

She wanted to protest, as usual, but I turned without another word and headed for the door, my mind already detaching from the scene behind me

I had better things to do

More pressing matters to attend to

Like the man waiting in my basement

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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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