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Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 218 

KASMINE

Steam curled in the air as I stepped out of the shower, my damp skin prickling against the evening chill. I reached for a towel, rubbing it over my hair with slow, careful motions, but 

even that felt like too much effort

The dizziness I felt some days ago only got worse. But I could swear it was from the fact 

that I had only eaten once in two days

Usually, I could go twosometimes threedays without food if I had to. But this time, it was different. My body wasn’t just tired; it felt drained like life itself was slowly bleeding 

out of me

I swallowed hard, willing it away. Maybe it was just the exhaustion. Maybe I needed water

Maybe I just needed to lie down

Maybe… 

I blinked hard, steadying myself against the sink. My reflection in the mirror looked paler than usual, dark smudges under my eyes boldly highlighting the exhaustion I refused to 

acknowledge

I took a breath that didn’t help, pressing my palm against my forehead as I exited the 

bathroom

No, I wasn’t sick. I wasn’t weak. I just needed to pull myself together

My stomach twisted with an uneasy nausea that hadn’t left me all day

I tossed the towel aside and moved toward my bed, but the second I took a step, my vision dipped, and my balance wobbled

What the hell was wrong with me

Along with these strange feelings came the hurt. I had cried, but it felt like I hadn’t cried enough. I hated myself for so many reasonsFirst, for letting myself let Kester fester his way into my heart. And secondly, for punishing myself by not wanting to see him for two days

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He had come to my door more times than I could count. I had heard the knocks and heard his voice. And I had ignored every single one

Because maybe if I stayed away and pretended this wasn’t happening, it would all just… 

stop

It was stupid

I couldn’t love Kester

I can’t

I shouldn’t

And I won’t

I swallowed the lump in my throat, a shuddering breath slipping past my lips. I clenched my jaw, forcing back the sting of tears. I had cried enough. It wouldn’t change anything

Because for the first time in a long time, I realized something I hadn’t wanted to admit

I had fallen for Kester

And now, there was nothing I could do but watch as he slipped away

This was wrong. I knew it

So why did it still hurt

I sank onto the edge of the bed, pressing my fingers against my temples as if I could knead the ache away. It was useless. Just like trying to push away the thoughts that had 

been eating at me for days

Five more days. That was all that was left before Kester became someone else’s

Five days from now, he would put a ring on her finger, and whatever this thing between us waswhatever it could have beenwould be buried beneath duty and expectation

My stomach clenched. Whether from the nausea or the ugly, clawing emotion gripping my chest, I wasn’t sure. All I knew was that every time I thought about itabout her, about himit felt like something inside me was caving in

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June’s posts had become a torment to me. Pictures of wedding gowns, rings, florists, venues. Perfectly curated glimpses of a future that wasn’t mine to touch. And I had told myself I didn’t care. That I shouldn’t care. But every new post she made, filled with giddy excitement, felt like a knife digging a little deeper

A small voice in my head kept laughing at me and mocking me because I had been living in selfdenial for so long

But who would blame me

As it stands now, Jake is the best option I have. He’s the safest option for me. And I love 

himI think I do

Yes. I love Jake

My hand curled into the sheets. Maybe I should sleep, rest, or do anything other than sitting here, torturing myself with things I had no control over

But even as I told myself that, I knew sleep wouldn’t come. It never had, since I found out about the engagement

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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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