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My Stepbrother 345

My Stepbrother 345

I know. I am dramatle,I sal, not even denying It

No argument here,he said with a halfsmile, setting the glass back down. But heyif you want to keep blaming yourself, I won’t stop you. You can grovel a little more. Maybe cry. Might make the nurses give me extra pudding.” 

1 huffed. You’re an ass.” 

Alive and kickin.” 

I ran a hand through my hair and let out a deep breath. God, NorlanI thought I lost you. I’ve been sleeping in that damn hallway, waiting for a doctor to say something that made sense. Freya’s been praying nonstop. And me?I let out a small, dry laugh. I’ve been imagining your funeral. Can you believe that? Your funeral. I even picked out your coffin color.” 

Oh, yeah?he said. Lemme guess. Black, brooding, mysterious? Just like your soul?” 

Obviously,I snorted. I even added matte gold handles.” 

Ooh. Classy. If I had died, I’d haunt your ass for that.” 

You already did haunt me, jackass,I murmured, Every time I blinked, I saw you on that stretcher. All that blood.” 

His smirk faded, just for a beat. KesterI’m okay.” 

Yeah,I said, brushing my knuckles gently against his arm. Now you are.” 

He studied me. How’s Kasmine?” 

I blinked, letting out a long breath. Trying to keep her head up. You know butI paused. She cried. A lot. And she’s not speaking to me much lately.” 

Always acting like nothing breaks her

Ah,he muttered, leaning back with a sigh. She’ll come around. She loves 

s your dramatic ass.” 

I smirked. She called me a glorified monster.” 

She’s not wrong.” 

We shared a small laugh

Then Norlan’s voice dropped a little. My mom told me about Claire.I nodded slowly. How’s her family holding up?” 

Barely,I said, my voice roughening again. Her mum collapsed when they told him. Her little brotherhe just stares at her door all day. They’ve gone real quiet. It’s like they’re breathing, but not really living.” 

Norlan looked up at the ceiling, his jaw tightly clenched. She didn’t deserve that. None of them did.” 

No,I agreed. They didn’t.” 

We went silent for a moment before he spoke again

Chapter 345 

Did they get the bastard?” 

I didn’t respond. Instead, I dropped my gaze to the floor

*Kester,he said again, watching me with suspicion, Did they catch the bastard who shot Claire?” 

I sighed and shook my head. No. Not the shooter.” 

His gaze hardened. But?” 

I met his eyes. We got the one who sent ocked up in my basement already.” 

His eyes flared and a smile of relief broke across his face. Good Fucking good.” 

He pushed himself a little higher on the pillows

hear. You better not go easy on them, Kester. Inoring the wince in his ribs. That’s it, man. That’s what I needed to 

I didn’t say anything

He was already on a roll

care who it is.” 

Don’t go killing them off too quickly like you always do. This time, burn them slowly. Make them feel what they’ve done. Because, anyone who tried to kill your Luna and ended up taking that poor girl’s life in the process, deserves a slow and painful death.” 

I nodded faintly

Norlan paused, before adding, And, let’s not pretendhe gestured vaguely to the wires and IV line in his arm, this was their fault, too. You and I wouldn’t have been driving like lunatics if Kasmine hadn’t been targeted. I wouldn’t have had metal in my lungs and glass in my spine if ” 

Norlan,I murmured

He stopped, and it was at that point he realized how quiet I had been

His voice dropped as if realization was slowly beginning to seep into the cracks of his anger. Kester” 

I didn’t respond. I just stared at him

Who was it?he asked, a little quieter, almost as if the truth was already forming in his mind but he needed me to be the one to say it

I took a long breath, long enough to consider not saying it at all

Tell me, Kes. Who was it?” 

I hesitated for a second longer before giving it to him clean. It was June.” 

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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