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My Stepbrother 303

My Stepbrother 303

Chapter 303 

And when I found out that you didn’t exactly have a choice in the matter, and you weren’t stopping to think straightto see that we were meant for each othereven before Selene decided itI had to act for both of us, baby.” 

His eyes shimmered earnestly and hauntingly. I did it for us.” 

And God help me, I almost felt sorry for him

Almost

Because what he was going throughwhat I thought he was going throughIt was no longer just obsession. It was a delusion wrapped in affection

It was love turned inside out

Whatever I thought he was going through was morphing into something else

No, Kes. My voice broke, and a tear slipped free before I could stop it. You don’t decide for people.” 

I took a step back

You don’t plant cameras in people’s rooms. You don’t bore a hole through a wall just to spy on someone like I’m somesome pet you’re watching.” 

I shook my head, barely holding it together. You don’t get to hurt people and then think it’s okay just because you love them. Can’t you see how much you’re hurting me?” 

Kester stood there, frozen, as if my pain had finally reached that part of him that didn’t know how to process guilt

His lips parted slightly. A tremor ran down his fingers. Then he brought one trembling hand to his chestright over his heartlike he needed to physically hold it together

I didn’t mean to,he whispered, I didn’t mean to hurt you, butterscotch. I just wanted to keep you close. To keep you safe, baby.” 

His voice cracked again. You’re the only thing in my life that makes sense. And when you look at me like this, like I’m something to fear…” He choked on his words, eyes watering. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know how to exist without you loving me back.” 

I heaved a shaky sigh

I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Mine. I swear, I’m sorry. I won’t do anything to hurt you ever again. No more lies. No more secrets. No more excessive controlI promise.He pleaded

He said it like a prayerLike I was his salvation and damnation wrapped in one

And I hated that it was working

I should’ve slapped him. Screamed. Pushed him away. I wanted to. God, I swear I wanted to

But I didn’t move

Because he was getting through to meand not just through his words. No. He was getting to my very soul through the mate bond. Through the ache that tied our souls together. Through that invisible thread that tugged tighter the longer I stared into his eyes

I see it, Kes,I said softly, almost against my will. I see that you’re hurting too.” 

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My voice wasn’t even mine anymore. It was hushed and ragged like run a thousand miles just to arrive at this one impossible moment with him

But why do you hurt the people you claim to love?I asked, blinking back another tear. Why do you hurt me?” 

He took another shaky step forward, and I didn’t stop him

I don’t mean to, baby. I swear to God,he said, his voice barely above a whisper. I’m justI’m fucked up in the head, I know. I know I’m too much. I know I’ve crossed lines. But I feel too much. And when it comes to you- he broke off, his jaw clenching like he was trying to cage something wild inside him, -when it comes to you, there’s no inbetween for me. It’s either everything or I fall apart.” 

He reached for my hand and held it like it was something so fragile and sacred. His thumb rubbed a slow, trembling circle against my palm

I don’t want to scare you,he murmured, his eyes glistening. I dont want to be the reason you flinch or cry or feel like you’re suffocating. I justI need you to know that loving you is the only thing I know how to do right 

My heart clenched

Goddamn him

Because he meant it

His fingers moved from my hand to the side of my face, and I let him. I fucking let him. Maybe I was just tired. Maybe I was weak Maybe the bond was playing games with my head again. Or maybemaybe I still wanted to believe that somewhere in this wreckage, there was a version of Kester whom I could love back and save

His thumb brushed my cheek, catching another tear I hadn’t noticed had fallen

You don’t have to forgive me right now,he said softly. I don’t deserve it. I know that. But I justI need to hold you, Kasmine

Please.” 

And I couldn’t breathe

I was too full of everythinggrief, confusion, longinghim

I opened my mouth, maybe to say no. Maybe to scream. But then his lips found mine before I could speak

He kissed me like I was the last prayer he had left in him

And I- 

I kissed him back

Because I was too tired to fight it anymore. Too tired to pretend that I didn’t crave the softness he saved only for me. Too tired to deny the bond between us, fusing pain with desire in a way that only we could understand

His hands cupped my face. And I hated how much I needed that. I hated how my knees buckled slightly when his mouth deepened the kiss, when his fingers slid into my hair, and when his breath hitched like he couldn’t believe I hadn’t pulled away yet

All I felt was his warmth

His regret

His goddamn need for me

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Slowly, he pulled away with his eyes closed and his hands still cupping my face. Then he asked, Should we take this inside?” that is a start at least he sees it is wrong a bit although he still plays victim and justify himself. I am glad she is standing up for herself and telling him it is wrong. He put her…

My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: 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.”

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