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Chapter 230

KASMINE.

“Let me go, Kester!” I managed to choke out, but my words barely made it past my dry throat. I clawed at his arm as I struggled against the iron grip around my throat.

His body pressed into mine, caging me against the wall, heat radiating from him like an inferno.

But it was his eyes–those eyes–that made terror freeze up my blood

Dark. Dilated. Ferocious.

Unhinged.

“Kester,” I gasped, my voice cracking, “you’re hurting me!”

His lips curled into a wicked, twisted smile. “Good,” he murmured, as if that was what he wanted, as if my panic was exactly what he needed, “Good.”

“Please…” I breathed.

“What? Can’t stand the beast you awakened?” He seethed, his words coming in a snarl. “Such a perfect performance tonight, Kasmine. Bravo.”

His voice was simmering with a madness that made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like I wasn’t even looking at the man I knew anymore. This was something else–something unrecognizable and dangerous.

His face was inches from mine, breath fanning across my cheek, bitter with whisky and rage.

I kicked my feet against the ground, trying to push myself away from the wall, but it was pointless. His body was like a cage. He wasn’t moving, and every breath felt like it might be my last.

My lungs screamed for air as his grip tightened around my throat, fingers digging in, making my vision blur at the edges.

I wheezed.

My legs weakened. My body trembled.

Stars began to pop behind my eyes.

I could feel life slipping in slow motion.

Didn’t warn you not to go anywhere around Jaden ever again?” He growled, baring his teeth, “Yet you defied me, Mine. You did.” His grip on my throat shifted, digging in even deeper.

Didn’t I tell you I’d make you pay if you kept pushing me? If you kept testing me? And now, look where we are.”

Something dark flashed across his face.

Then, finally, thank Selene and her mercies, his hand dropped from my throat.

I stumbled, coughing, clutching my neck, but before I could pull away, his hand shot out, grabbing my chin and forcing me to look at him.

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“What else do you want from me, Kasmine? What?” He pulled away and took a step back, and I could feel frustration radiating from

him.

“It doesn’t matter anymore, Keter. Maybe if you had been open enough with me, we wouldn’t be at this point,” I replied, rubbing my

neck.

“What do you mean?” He asked, hopeful that the conversation was finally leading somewhere.

“You keep way too many secrets from me, Kester. If you had just come clean about your feelings for June, maybe I wouldn’t have misunderstood things when I saw you and her together the other day.” I said.

“But…” He tried speaking up, but I stopped him.

“How about the actual reason Alpha Kex is hell–bent on ruining you? What about me being betrothed to Jaden? Even Karina? Heck, who do you have locked up in a certain basement?!” I listed, and all he could do was scoff, shutting his eyes before opening them again to stare blankly at me.

He dragged a hand through his hair, pacing once before stopping dead in front of me.

“I told you I had a plan, didn’t I?” His eyes bored into mine. “I told you to wait and that I’d handle everything. That I’d end things with June/

Out of all I mentioned, this was the only topic he chose to handle. That’s fine.

“You wouldn’t dare it, big brother. You wouldn’t dare end things with her. I won’t let you humiliate another woman in that manner just because of me!” I snapped back at him.

“Was that why you did what you did tonight?” he asked coldly. “You enjoyed playing the game with Jaden just to get a rise out of

me?”

“I did it for myself,” I spat. “Because I’m tired of watching you live your fake little love story while I choke on everything I never got to say.”

“Bullshit.”

“Believe what you want.”

He took one more step. Too close now. His breath grazed my cheek again.

“I see right through you, Kasmine,” he was quiet for a moment before he continued, “You’re dying to get the taste of Jaden’s cock now, aren’t you?”

My hand moved before I could stop it.

Crack.

His head turned with the force of my slap. The sting burned in my palm, but the ache in my chest hurt more.

How dare you say that about me?” I whimpered, letting the tears fall freely.

For a second, he de move. His jaw clenched. His hand lifted to his face, rubbing the spot, but there was no remorse on his face. No shame. No apology. In fact, his smile only grew wider. The angern him twisted like a rabid dog ready to pounce.

“Kasmine…” His voice sounded like a growl rumbling from deep in his chest. “You have no idea what you just did.”

Before I could blink, he was in front of me, his body pressing into mine, his lips crashing onto mine with such force that I gasped.

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It was hard and punishing. Its mouth was a frenzy against mine like a desperate, violent need. He kissed me like he was trying to claim me, to swallow me whole, and to make me feel everything he had bottled up inside.

I tried to pull away. I sincerely wanted to. But it was impossible. The kiss was overwhelming, torturing me in a different way now. The rage, the hunger, the control, it all wrapped around me in a way that was even more intense than before.

His hand gripped my waist, pulling me closer, pushing his body against mine, as if he was trying to force himself inside me, to bury himself so deep there would be no escape.

His other hand fisted in my hair, tilting my head back. Mine gripped his shirt like I needed it to survive.

He kissed me like a man who’d been living in drought and finally found water.

And I-

I kissed him back.

Because the truth was, I’d been drowning too, and he was the only one who ever knew how to burn and breathe in the same breath.

And somewhere between that kiss, the madness in his eyes, and the heat of his touch, I realized something–he wasn’t letting me go.

Not now. Not ever.

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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha Native Language: English

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.”