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My Stepbrother 242

My Stepbrother 242

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 242 

KASMINE

Miss? Miss? Are you okay? A soft, feminine voice filtered into my haze. My eyelids fought me as I forced them open, squinting against the harsh strip lights above. My face was sticky with dried tears, and my throat felt like sandpaper

UhYeahI croaked, barely recognizing my own voice, my confusion colliding with panic. WhereWhere was I

Oh, shit! I was still in the convenience. I sat on the floor and cried until I dozed off

Are you sure you are okay, ma’am?The lady spoke again, and took in her appearance. She was a janitor

She stood a few feet away, mop in hand, her brow pulled together with concern. Her blue uniform looked like it had seen too many shifts and not enough sleep, but her voice was kind and soft

I didn’t respond. I pushed myself off the floor, wobbling on unsteady legs, ignoring the way she instinctively reached out like she thought I might faint again. I glanced at my phone

Fiftytwo minutes. I had been out cold for almost an hour

Fuck

My legs jolted into action. I didn’t even acknowledge the janitor as I stumbled past her. My heels clacked awkwardly on the floor as I all but ran out of the convenience store, heart hammering like it was trying to punch its way out of my chest

Get out. Just get out. Go home. Go anywhere but here.‘ 

I pushed through the glass doors of the venue and was immediately met with the roar of applause from inside the main hall

venue 

My heart froze when I saw Kester and June

He was kissing her

His hand was on her lower back

Her head was tilted up, her lips molded to his, and the crowd clapped louder, some people even standing to cheer

Then she pulled back, giggling like the perfect fiancée, and held up her left hand

A thick, shiny diamond sparkled on her finger, catching the light and throwing it straight into my fucking face

My stomach arched. I felt the bile rise up, acidic and hot. I swallowed hard, and it burned going down

I wanted to march up that stage, rip the mic from the host’s hand, and scream, He switched my birth control, you sick fucks! He got me pregnant without my consent, and now he’s parading his new bride around like he didn’t just destroy me!” 

I wanted to grab June by her pretty little shoulders and shake her. Ask her if she knew what kind of monster she was smiling at

Instead, I just stoot gere. Shaking so hard I felt like my bones were trying to escape my skin

The applause finally started to die down. The host said something cheesy about love being in the air, and people laughed, wine glasses clinking as the music came back on. Kester and June descended from the stage, hand in hand, ready to greet the guests

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I quickly wiped the tears that had started falling again with rough swipes before turning and heading out of the hall into the cold night air

I had barely walked for more than five minutes when I saw Kester just ahead of me, leaning against a pillar

I wouldn’t lie, I was startled. But of course, he had the kind of speed I didn’t have just yet, at least until I got my wolf

I ignored his very presence and tried to walk past him, but he held me back.. 

Mine, what’s wrong?He asked, and my blood boiled

That word. MineI hated it now with every fiber in me

I turned to him slowly, my fists clenched at my sides, every inch of me shaking from the inside out. He had that familiar crease between his browsconcern, confusion, that same stupid calm he were every time he tried to manipulate me into thinking I was overreacting

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why can’t he smell his pup

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He is hard to like. what he did is unforgivable. He did not care if she wanted it or even if she was ready. She had other plans before having children

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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