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My Stepbrother 262

My Stepbrother 262

Chapter 262 

KASMINE

We had to move. There was a tightening in my gut and a pull of dreal that refused to loosen

I didn’t trust Kester. Perhaps he must have followed us last night without us knowing. Or he even had someone do the following. Maybe that was how he got to know our location

We had left as soon as Jake returned from getting me some new clothes, a toothbrush, toiletries, and little thoughtful things he knew I’d be needing that made me want to cry because he knew without being told

See why I had to love Jake? He was gentle in ways I didn’t know I craved. Attentive in moments most people would overlook. He was so kind, loving and caring

The new motel was small, almost tucked away from the world, sitting quietly on the edge of nowhere, and it was really far from the previous one

Since we moved here, I felt more at peace. It was almost seven PM, and there have been no calls or texts from Kester yet

Good

I shifted beneath the thin motel sheets and winced. My body no longer felt like my own. I was cold and achy. My limbs were heavy Hike I’d been stitched together with lead. The pressure in my head was building, and my stomach twisted with a cocktail of nausea and hunger

God, I needed help. Real help. A doctor. A hospital. Something stronger than Jake’s kindness and this fourwall cocoon we were hiding in

Jake?I murmured, propping myself up on my elbows. The room tilted slightly. My throat was dry, and my skin felt too tight for my bones

He didn’t answer immediately

Uhyeah, babe,he finally said with his voice far off and his eyes still glued to the phone screen while his thumb froze midscroll

He’d been like that since last night. Completely absorbed in whatever was on that phonehis body here, but his mindsomewhere else

He hadn’t touched me. He barely even offered a smile. Hadn’t even looked me in the eye for more than a second

And that hurt more than I was ready to admit

And worst of it all, he seemedTroubled

I don’t know, but it seems my hormones are really messing with me. Maybe it was nothing. Maybe he just had some personal stuff to deal with. MaybeMaybe I just need rest? Food? Medication? Warmth? God, the kind of warmth Jake wasn’t offering

I felt like yelling and crying already. I was at the peak of my frustration

What are you doing You’ve been on your phone all night and all day,I asked tiredly

UhIt’sIt’s nothing, babe,He dropped the phone on the bed beside him a little too quickly, like he was guilty. It’s nothing. Justpersonal stuff.He tried to smile, but the corners of his mouth barely twitched. I saw a bead of sweat form at his temple

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He was tense, I could feel it

What is going on with you? You’ve not been yourself all day. Talk to me, I sat up and leaned forward, the room spinning just slightly again. Are you in some kind of trouble?” 

His jaw was clenched, and his fingers curled tightly into the edge of the mattress

He was hiding something. And it wasn’t small

It’s nothing, honey. Let’s justWhat would you like to eat?He changed the topic

I didn’t respond to Jake’s change of subject. I just reached for my phone instead, my hands trembling a little. The screen lit up

I saw one notification. A news headline

I blinked. Read it again. Karina Wes Karmen was apprehended by the Crisis Intervention Team during a private raid

I sat up straighter, ignoring the pounding in my skull

JakeKarina,I said slowly, she was taken by the CIT.” 

He finally turned to look at me with furrowed brows as he reached for the phone, Shit,he muttered under his breath. That’sthat’s bad. Really bad.” 

There was something in his voice that wasn’t shock or curiosity. It wasresignation

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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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