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My Stepbrother 189

My Stepbrother 189

Chapter 189 

KASMINE

Excuse me, ma’am,I called out, stepping back up to the desk

She exhaled, rolling her eyes like I was the biggest inconvenience of her day. Yes, Kasmine,she drawled, her voice laced with exhaustion. What now?” 

I dropped the file on the desk between us. These records aren’tsufficient.I tapped the thin folder with my fingertips, keeping my voice steady even as irritation licked at my nerves. Some vital information seems to be missing. Is there a mixup somewhere?” 

She didn’t even pretend to care. Her eyes flicked to the file, then back to me, her expression blank with careful disinterest

This is all there is on Kester Hamilton’s records,she said flatly. I’m sorry.” 

The apology was false, lacking any real sincerity. It only fueled the slow burn of frustration rising in my chest

I leaned in slightly. I’d like to speak to someone else. A doctor. Someone who was actually in charge of his case.” 

I was also losing my patience. I didn’t know what game she was playing, but I wouldn’t let 

her win

You have to leave, or I’ll call security on you, ma’am,Her tone turned unfriendly. 

There it was. The shift

She wasn’t just annoyed anymore. She wasnervous. Her fingers twitched slightly as she glanced around, her eyes darting toward the nearest security guard stationed near the 

exit

Why

I met her gaze, watching closely. And that’s when I saw itfear

It was almost as if they had been compelled to keep Kester’s records hidden from any 

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either person who wasn’t him

Why did I feel there was more to this womanis deliavim than meets the eye

Someone didn’t want these records seen

The realization sent a sharp pulse of adrenaline through me, but I forced my expressior to remain neutral

Another perfect idea slipped into my head

1 flicked a glance at the clock on the waill. 1) 1778[… 

Perfect

Four more hours until the close of wanti.. 

I plastered a smile on my face and met her glare, Thanks, ma’am. Sorry for bothering y Do have a splendid day ahead

In the actual sense, I wished studlive the worst day of her life today for treating me t way she just did

KESTER

I strode into the living room and was greeted by a troubling sight

My stepmother sat auted up on the couch, her shoulders tense, her arms wrappezilarmu herself like she was trying to keep from unraveling. Her eyespuffy, redrimmeri,unil 

glassytold me everything I needed to know

Something was wrong- 

Across from her, my father sat at the mini wine bar with his fingers curledlamunda crystal glass of his favorite whiskey. He swirled the amber liquid lazily, taking stow sips with his fure sat in familiar frown, one I had long stopped giving a dimmalimut

I ignored him

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If there was ever a moment I felt absolutely nothing for this fivefootthree bastardthe man whose face, whose damn existence, was almost a mirror of my ownit was now

The resemblance was one that even the blind could see. The same deep, green eyes. The same angular features, carved with an authority that demanded obedience. But where he wore his power like a carefully tailored suit, I was power itselfraw, unpolished, untamed.

The apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, they say. But this particular apple? It rolled far, grew sharper and more dangerous edges, and turned into something far worse than the tree had ever intended

I was the refined, more dangerous version of my father. And the best part? He had no 

control over it

Pity

I walked straight to my stepmother, lowering myself onto the couch beside her. She straightened as if forcing herself to snap out of whatever trance she had been stuck in, then offered me a tight smile. Forced. Weak

I knew better

What’s wrong?I asked, placing my arm around her shoulder

Gods, I couldn’t love this woman any less. Each time I am around her, I feel alive with the motherly warmth I almost didn’t grow up to feel

She is the one I can call my mother

She shook her head quickly, her fingers tightening around the sleeves of her dress. It’s nothing, Kester. Really. You should go upstairs and take a shower. You must be tired.” 

Tired? Sure. But I wasn’t stupid

I leaned in slightly. That doesn’t answer my question.” 

She forced another smile, this one even weaker than the last. I’m fine.” 

She wasn’t

I exhaled, knowing she wouldn’t talknot now, at least. If there was one thing I had 

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learned over the years, it was that pressing too hard would only make her retreat further

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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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