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My Stepbrother 115

My Stepbrother 115

KASMINE 

I have been feeling a bit too weak lately. It had been four days since we returned from the Maldives, yet my body still felt sluggish and drained

At first, I thought it was the stress from the entire trip, but how I was beginning to think otherwise

Could it be that I caught the flu during our stay there

I couldn’t afford that right now. My birthday was in eleven days, and the last thing I wanted was to look pale and exhausted on a day that was meant to beperfect

The reality hit me mildly

Eleven days 

And Thadn’t even begun preparations yet. Murn was probably already deep into planning, shaping everything into her own version of perfect. But I also had some things I’d like to add to her perfectlist

Scrap that

This year’s birthday is meant to be very significant. I needed to be in full control, not just a passive guest at my 

own event

She would have to work with me. Not the other way around

I pulled open the drawer beside my bed, my fingers finding the small bottle tucked inside as I took a tablet of my birth control pills

I was left with just a few. I hope we’ll return to Kester’s house in time before I exhaust them. I’d have to restock soon, but not from herenot anywhere near the house. If Mum ever found them, I wasn’t sure how she’d react, and I wasn’t about to find out

It feels weird

Some things were better left undiscovered

Dropping the bottle in the drawer, which I always lock because I wouldn’t want Kester to find out that I’m on the pills, my fingers brushed the jewelry box Jake had given me, and a smile spread across my face

I borrowed Mum’s phone last night and called Jake. We spoke at length, and I couldn’t help the velvety tips of butterfly wings that brushed against my heart at all the sweet things he said to me

This if love.” 

I kept repeating the mantra each time I thought about Jake. Not that I was trying to convince myself, butI meanI was already convinced what I felt for Jake was love. I didn’t need anyone to explain that to me

What I felt for Kester was nothing more thanI could call it a thrillI didn’t feel anything other than that for him

Even though he made my heart flutter in ways that feltdangerous

Even though his presence unsettled something deep inside me, something I refused to name

Even though a single glance from him sent fire licking up my spine, spreading low in between my thighs and dec inside my core until I could barely breathe

Even though my body, my mind, my very soul bent to his will, answering him before he even spoke

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Even though two days without seeing him left me restless, unraveling, and on the verge of losing my mind

Even though he wielded my senses like a master puppeteer, bending them to his will with a mere flick of his paze 

None of that meant I loved him

Right

The beeping on my phone jolted me out of my spiraling thoughts and the stupid comparison I was making in my head 

I reached out and picked it up from the bed stand. It was a text from Claire

She had been ghosting me for days, and now, out of nowhere, she was ready to talk

Perfect

I clicked on the message, expecting some halfhearted apology or an excuse

Instead, I saw a link

And a message that sent a strange ripple of unease through me

Claire: Girl! You never shared this sad news with me! I’m heartbroken

Sad news

My pulse stuttered

What the hell was she talking about

A strange tightness gripped my chest as I tapped the link. It took me straight to I*******m, the screen loading in a tauntingly slow crawl

Then- 

My heart screeched to a stop

What-

My legs carried me faster than my mind could process, my pulse pounding in my ears as 1 burst through Kester’s door

What the hell, Kester! You never told me you had picked a date forThe words died in my throat

I stopped abruptly when my vision adjusted. The dim light bled into my vision, and suddenly, I wished I hadn’t stormet in so recklessly because what I saw sucked out all the air from my lungs, but it was too late to take it back

What the hell

What did I just say about a thrill being what I felt for Kester? Because how else do I explain the sharp, hot twist in my stomach right now? The reason my heart stopped beating for a second and the heat leaking into my bloodstream at the sight before me

I could barely breathe as the scene unfolded like a sickening dream

Kester and June

Why was she straddling his thighs in that manner

Why were her arms slung around his neck, fingers trailing over his skin like a lover reacquainting herself with 

something she had every right to claim

Why was her face so close to his that it was almost painful to look at

And why the hell was he letting her touch him like that

That twisting, suffocating heat coiled tighter in my chest, ling me, but I couldn’t couldn’t look away

Then, the absurdity hit me

What the hell was I feeling

Was this jealousy? Did I even have the right to feel this way? I didn’t want him. Hell, I didn’t even like him like 

that

Right

At least, not in that manner

I’m sorry, Didn’t mean to interrupt,I managed to say. 

But I did

I wanted to interrupt. I wanted to shatter whatever stupid moment they were caught in and tear the scene apart

But instead, I turned on my heel and marched out, slamming the door shut behind me with all the strength I had Teft

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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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