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My Stepbrother 248

My Stepbrother 248

My Stepbrother 248

KESTER

I knocked again. Harder this time. The kind of knock that wasn’t asking permission it was a warning

I swear to fuck, I was seconds away from tearing this damn door off its hinges. I didn’t care if it splintered. I didn’t care if Claire came home to a crime scene of wood and rage

But Claire was so lucky that Kasmine opened it before I could make that mistake

She barely got the words out. What the hell are you- 

I pushed through the doorway, slammed it shut behind me, and crashed my mouth against hers

God, her taste

Fuck. I missed her

I was losing my mind. Couldn’t concentrate on anything else until I saw her. Fuck, I wouldn’t have survived another night away from her

But she shoved hard at my chest, and I let her go. I had to. I wasn’t about to add stress to hernot with our baby growing inside her

You manipulative bastard!she hissed, trembling with fury. She scrubbed her lips like I’d stained them. How dare you step foot in 

this house?” 

Her voiceHer eyes

Wait. Was she crying the entire time

Fuck! I had given Claire some days off, just so she could spend some time with Mine and make sure she didn’t cry her eyes out. Where the fuck was she

Come on, babyStop thisI took a step toward her, but she took five steps backward

I didn’t push. No. Not when she was carrying my child. She needed all the care and understanding she could get at this point

Stay back!she shouted. God, you are so sick, Kester! don’t even know who you are anymore!” 

She was shaking, but it wasn’t fear. It was disillusionment. Rage. Hurt

How many layers of carefully constructed masks do you have on, hmm? How many lies do you coat your love in?” 

MineI exhaled, dragging a hand down my face, aching. Lookjust sit down. Let’s talk. Please. We could-” 

I stopped

Her eyes weren’t of anymore

They were locked onto the television

Wide and haunted

1/3 

Tue, vidy 

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She fumbled for the remote, Irer hands trembling as she turned the volume up, eyes never leaving the screen

My stomach dropped

Shit

Not now

Not fucking now

The reporter’s voice bled into my ears like poison. His voice was calm, almost smug, like he’d been waiting his whole career for this kind of scoop

-Alpha Jaden Crown, CEO of the Crown Foundation and known political patron to several humanitarian causes, was taken into custody earlier this morning following the exposure of damning financial and criminal records” 

The screen cut to shaky footageJaden’s face, pale but trying to keep that arrogant smirk in place as reporters swarmed him. Microphones jammed into his face. Flashbulbs popping like gunfire

the arrest comes after the leak of a flash drive containing detailed records of offshore accounts, tax evasion, and links to illegal trafficking operations operating out of Eastern Europe” 

They showed him being stuffed into the back of a van

Kasmine didn’t move. She was staring at the screen like it was bleedingHer eyes were wide, her lips parted slightly, and it was as if her brain was trying to catch up to what her eyes were seeing. And thenslowlylike molasses dripping from a wound, she 

turned her head

Her eyes landed on me

I didn’t say anything. My throat was dry. My heart was hammering like I’d been caught redhanded, even though I’d done nothing but peel back the truth. The only difference was the fact that this was happening at the wrong time because I knew she’d freak out hearing this news

She stared at me

Did youdid you do this?Her voice was quiet. It was the kind of quiet that could flay a man raw. The kind that came with stillness right before a goddamn storm

I ran a hand through my hair, swallowing down the tension coiled up in my chest like a live wire. I only did what was right.” 

She flinched like I’d slapped her

Right?she whispered. Her head tilted a little, and she cracked a laugh that didn’t reach her eyes. What’s right, Kester? Huh? What the fuck is right anymore?” 

Kas- 

No. No. She stepped back as I stepped forward. You took him down. I get it. I know he’s not innocent. I’m not fucking blind. But how far are you willing to go to destroy people who stand in your way?” 

I stood still, jaw locked

You could ve exposed him to the council. To the elders. But no. You chose this. You wanted the world to watch him fall.She said thoughtfully, eyes fixed on me like she was losing her mind, and I fuking hated that

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I stayed silent because she was right

Her arms folded across her chest, fingers curling into the fabric of her shirt like she needed something to hold onto. WaitWhat was your real motive behind this? What is the exact reason you did this?She narrowed her brows, Don’t tell me it’s because of me, Kester!She shrieked

I snapped back, the heat already rising. I did this because that man has been ruining lives, Mine. Running a charity as a fucking front to smuggle people! You know how twisted that is?” 

I know!She sobbed. I know what he did! But youyou just érase people, Kester. You destroy them like it’s second nature to you. Doesn’t matter how many masks you wear or how careful you are when you touch meyou are terrifying.” 

That word hit harder than anything else

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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