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My Stepbrother 251

My Stepbrother 251

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 251 

I heard a soft knock on my door. One of the guards, probably sent to let me know it was time

Claire perked up. That’s our cue, birthday girl! The moon won’t wall 

She reached for my hand, grinning like this was the beginning of a fairytale

The hall was a sea of elegancevelvet drapes, floating candles, goldimmed everything. Dignitaries, nobles, visiting Alphas, Betas, and Lunasall dressed to the teethlittered the place like it was some royal gala. Music floated from a live quartet in the corner, spicy food, expensive wine, forced laughter… 

Mum had done a perfect job setting it all up. I’d give her that. The whole thing looked like it belonged in one of those glossy magazines

And somehow, in all that perfection, I felt like the ugliest mistake in the room

She hurried to me, and within seconds, I was being paraded like a prized auction item, introducing me to so many guests I had no idea who they were. All the while, she wore her perfect smilethe kind that said look at us, we’re still a power family. Nothing’s broken here

Not even the fact that her supposed soontobe soninlaw was currently behind bars, facing accusations serious enough to stain bloodlines

And with this, I realized something cold

People move on fast. God forbid you’re the one bleeding because no one sticks around long enough to mop up the mess. Just try not to be on the other end of the table because, in a minute, they’ll move on and leave you behind

Put a smile on that face of yours, Kasmine!she snapped under her breath as she nudged me toward a young Alpha who looked barely older than me. I put in a lot of effort to make this happen. The least you can do is smile.” 

I smiled. But only with my lips. My eyes stayed dead

She was treating me like I was already on some shelf. Like I was rotting, and she needed to marry me off before the stench hit the wrong nose. Sometimes, I wondered if she even remembered that I was just twentyone. Still figuring myself out. Still hurting. Still making mistakes

But noaround here, emotions are luxuries. Appearances? Those are oxygen

The night dragged on slowly

A stupidly oversized cake I barely touched

More dances than I had the patience for, half of them with men who smelled like power and polished shoes

The gifts piled up like I was some war heroine. Probably enough to start a gift shop if I ever decided to disappear from this life and 

go rogue

My phone beeped

Thankfully, the event was slowly dragging to an end

I brought out my phone, and my heart fluttered with a stupid flicker of hope that made me hate myself

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Chapter 251 

Please, let it be Kester

Because I still couldn’t believe he’d miss my birthday for anything in the world. But who would blame him

At least his fiancée was here. I’d seen her earlier, flitting around in glittery lilac dress, playing the perfect socialite, making sure the guests were drinking, dancing, and having maximum fun

At least they weren’t together

I swiped the phone open, and, God, I almost lost my breath

It was a text from the same unknown sender from yesterday

And this time, the message punched the air right out of my lungs

I read it once

Then again

Then again, as if the words would change the more I stared

Maybe you’ll finally get your mate tonight so you can stay the fuck away from your stepbrother, you worthless sinner. Can’t wait to tell the whole world who you truly are.” 

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unknown number is definitely a female! June, Claire, or Katrina? And I think Jake is working with Alpha Kex !!! 

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part of doesn’t like stories like this when people say hurtful things just to avoid how they really feel. At least Kester was honest 

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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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