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My Stepbrother 217

Chapter 217 

And inside that shop, I had an interesting conversation with a woman. Red hair, big blue eyes. Small but fiery, judging by the way she cursed out my men while sitting 

uncomfortably in a storage room.” 

His entire body locked up. Eyes went wide with terror

Ah. There it was

A strangled sound tried to push through the gag, his breath coming in short, panicked 

bursts. His mate. He knew exactly who I was talking about

I let the silence linger, watching the fear eat away at him. Letting it fester and sink deep

Then, with a quiet sigh, I leaned in just a fraction more. Now, Alfred,I murmured, my voice eerily calm, why don’t you tell me the real reason you came to work for Zamford?” 

For a moment, he didn’t move. He just sat there, breath shuddering, shoulders trembling

as if weighing his options. Then, slowly, he nodded

One of my men stepped forward, reaching down to undo the gag. It slipped from his 

mouth, wet with spit, and for a moment, he only gasped, pulling in air like a drowning 

man breaking the surface

PPlease,he croaked, voice hoarse and raw. My matedon’t hurt her. I’ll tell you everything, just don’t—” 

That depends entirely on you,I cut in. Talk.” 

He swallowed thickly, throat bobbing

Kex,he rasped. He sent me. Everything about me leaving Valor Lante? That was his plan. He knew you’d come after me. He knew you wouldn’t pass up the chance to snatch 

one of his best employees. That’s what he wanted.” 

I stayed silent, letting him dig his own grave

I was sent to spy on you,he admitted, To feed information back to him. Internal 

reports, upcoming projects, and weaknesses he could exploit. I swear, I didn’t have a 

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choicehe said he’d ruin me iff Ineffarsed. I just needed the extra money he promised me didn’t think- 

You didn’t think,I echoed, my smile widening. That much is clear.” 

Sweat broke across his fouelbread, a sheen that quickly spread, soaking through the collan 

of his shirt. His breathing was shallow now, his chest rising too fast and too high.. 

So, who else is your accomplice?I asked, folding my hands in front of me, calm ass a prayer at a funeral. The flicker of confusion in his eyes was almost convincing. Almost

WhatWhat other accomplices?he stammered. His eyes searched mine, desperate an 

frantic, like a drowning man begging the sea for mercy

But I wasn’t the grea

I was the storm that fed it

Some very important files were sent from an anonymous source to Kex last might. We don’t need anyone to tell us you aren’t the only one he planted here,, do we?I explaine 

Nko.. Nko), [please—he shook his head violently as if that might shake the truth into plac I swenu….. I don’t know of anyone else. Please. Believe me. He never mentioned anyone 

else. I swear. I swear.” 

I szül mothing

I just watched him and let the silence sit between us like a guillotine waiting to drop

His shoulders caved, spine curving inward

Please, Alpha.He reeked of desperation

I stood, slowly adjusting my sleeves. The chair creaked slightly beneath me as I rose lik god preparing judgment

Please,he said again, his voice much smaller and thinner, almost like a frayed string about to snap. My mate. Let her go. I’ll do anything.“ 

I paused and tilted my head. I studied him like one might study something trembling in the palm of their handsomething pathetic and broken and ffar too easily crushed

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Oh, Alfred,I murmured, my voice dripping with something that could almost be 

mistaken for sympathy. You already are because you’ll do exactly what I’ll tell you to do

otherwise, the last time you fucked your pretty little mate would be the last.” 

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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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