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My Stepbrother 173

My Stepbrother 173

Chapter 173 

KESTER

I was spent. My cock still tingled at the tip, sensitive from the two times I had already 

taken her tonight. And gods, I wanted more

I had dragged Kasmine into the woods twice to fuck her. Fuck, she was like an addiction

I had to bring both of them back home before I’d be tempted to take her a third time. She was drunk, and it was so intoxicating fucking her in that state

Thankfully, June was still awake, so I didn’t have to waste time worrying about how she’d get home. That meant I could focus entirely on Kasmine

I carried her inside, laying her down carefully on the bed, watching as she shifted slightly but didn’t stir. She was completely out of it. If I touched her now, if I pressed my lips to her throat, my fingers between her thighs, my cock into her pussy, she wouldn’t resist. She wouldn’t stop me. And fuck, how it made my cock strain with need

But as much as I wanted to sink into her one more time, I knew I needed to stop

Such a baby

She’d made a mess at the bonfire, puking all over the place. I had to bathe her, get her cleaned up, change her dress before tucking her into bed. And then, I’d hold her and 

cuddle her. I liked when she slept in my arms, her body curling into mine, small, warm, utterly fucking mine

With one last glance at her, I quietly shut the door and turned toward my own room, and sincerely, I couldn’t shake off the nagging need to have my phone up and running again

After I had flung it at June earlier today, I hadn’t had the time to go into town to get another one. Kasmine was with me all day, lying 

in my arms and trying to calm me down

I let myself loose in her warmth, and I lost track of time. My father’s texts were never opened before the incident. And neither was I able to see Lance’s texts

Well, if it were so urgent, they’d have called Kasmine or June by now to get to me. This was the only excuse that had kept me sane all day

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Chapter 173 

My door groaned open, and I pushed in hurriedly taking long strides to the closet. I di even notice the person sitting on the couchiintether corner of the room

That’s how fucking insignificant she was.. 

Kester,June called and stood up, thlinggaullinus steps toward me

I barely spared her a glance. You should be trying to freshen up by now, June.” 

She chuckled slightly, “That’s why lamiereFor us to shower together.” 

It was at that point I noticed what she was wearing, and, fuck…. 

A towel

A fucking towel

Tied just above her breasts burdy covering her thighs

Goddess. Did this girl take lessons on how to crawl under my skin and step on every strand of my nerves?? Becauseiifsso, she was at the top of her fucking class

I won’t deny itJunehatlalizody most men would kill to have under them.. 

Long, smooth legss Perigy,ffull breasts. An ass made to be grabbed

But here’s the thing 

She didn’t movemee

Not one fucking bit

I lived and breathed for only one woman, and that was Kasmine. The onlyhoodyllerav the only skill wanted against mine, the only taste I burned for

I couldnt covencexplain why my obsession ran so deep. But I wassfuckinggggrateful for

Wittunttamother word, I grabbed the pajamas I had set on the liellandttuned, already 

I makingffortthe door. had more important things to do. Like settling Nasmineiin prop makingssure she was warm, tucked in, and wrapped in unyarmsswhierresshelbelonged

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 174 

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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