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Chapter 254

KASMINE.

My legs propelled me before my brain had the time to think. I ran as fast as I could into the crowd.

All I could feel was him. That magnetic, horrifying pull closing in like a vice around my ribs.

I reached for Jake and pulled him by his arm. He was the closest person I could find. Claire was nowhere to be found.

Jake. Jake. Come.” I couldn’t even form the words I wanted to say.

“What–babe, what’s going on?” he stammered, confused, half–turning toward me.

I didn’t answer. I just yanked him with everything I had, dragging him out of the crowd and into the parking lot like the devil himself was behind us.

Because he was.

I felt Kester’s presence closing in on us like smoke. It was so fast that my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

His scent grew stronger, too. And it was mixed with fury and danger,

Panic clawed up my throat.

“Jake!” I practically threw myself into the passenger seat of his car–the old, beat–up piece of junk his uncle barely lets him drive. I didn’t care. I slammed the door shut like it might keep a monster out

“Drive! Just drive!” I screamed.

Jake’s hands were shaking as he fumbled the keys, his heart pounding so loudly that I could hear it. “Okay–okay, okay, okay,” he muttered, more to himself than to me.

The engine coughed, then roared to life. Tires screeched as he yanked the car out of the lot and out of the compound and sped off. “What the hell, Kasmine? You scared the shit out of me.”

I twisted in my seat, staring out the rear windshield, expecting to see a blur of black fur and death crashing toward us.

I knew him.

He wouldn’t just let me leave.

If he shifted–if that hulking black wolf of his came for us–he’d catch up in seconds. And then what? Rip Jake apart? Drag me back by my hair?

“Where are we going? What’s wrong? Are you fine?” Jake asked, panic threading through his nervous words.

Poor Jake. Always caught in the wreckage of my life.

I don’t know,” I wasered, then louder in a broken voice, “Just drive Jake. Please. Anywhere. Just take me far away from here.”

I didn’t realize I was crying until the tears blurred the streetlights outside.

I was trembling so hard I couldn’t stop.

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Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 254

KASMINE.

My legs propelled me before my brain had the time to think. I ran as fast as I could into the crowd.

All I could feel was him. That magnetic, horrifying pull closing in like a vice around my ribs.

I reached for Jake and pulled him by his arm. He was the closest person I could find. Claire was nowhere to be found.

“Jake. Jake. Come.” I couldn’t even form the words I wanted to say.

“What–babe, what’s going on?” he stammered, confused, half–turning toward me.

I didn’t answer. I just yanked him with everything I had, dragging him out of the crowd and into the parking lot like the devil himself was behind us.

Because he was.

I felt Kester’s presence closing in on us like smoke. It was so fast that my heart almost jumped out of my mouth.

His scent grew stronger, too. And it was mixed with fury and danger

Panic clawed up my throat.

“Drive! Just drive!” I screamed.

Jake’s hands were shaking as he fumbled the keys, his heart pounding so loudly that I could hear it. “Okay–okay, okay, okay,” he muttered, more to himself than to me.

The engine coughed, then roared to life. Tires screeched as he yanked the car out of the lot and out of the compound and sped off. “What the hell, Kasmine? You scared the shit out of me.”

I twisted in my seat, staring out the rear windshield, expecting to see a blur of black fur and death crashing toward us.

I knew him.

Age

He wouldn’t just let me leave.

If he shifted–if that hulking black wolf of his came for us–he’d catch up in seconds. And then what? Rip Jake apart? Drag me back by my hair?

“Where are we going? What’s wrong? Are you fine?” Jake asked, panic threading through his nervous words.

Poor Jake. Always caught in the wreckage of my life.

I don’t know,” I waspered, then louder in a broken voice, “Just drive Jake. Please. Anywhere. Just take me far away from here.”

I didn’t realize I was crying until the tears blurred the streetlights outside.

I was trembling so hard I couldn’t stop.

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Chapter 254

My hands clenched my thighs My belly.

The mate bond was more bitchy than I had ever heard it to be. Despite myself, I still felt a strong, impossible pull toward the same direction I had just come from.

The mate bond? The Blood Claim? The pregnancy?

It was all too much for a girl like me to deal with. And for the first me in my life, I didn’t know how far I could run before it all caught up and consumed me.

Because the truth was-

I wasn’t sure I had ever really escaped him at all. And I might never be able to.

We drove for about an hour as Jake sped down roads neither of us knew.

Eventually, we found a rundown little place tucked into the woods off a deserted stretch of road. The Oval Motel. Nothing but gravel under the tires and moths fluttering against the dim neon sign. It was quiet and hidden.

I asked Jake to stop there. It gave me a sense of security, knowing that it was very far from home. It was secluded, and Kester wasn’t even trailing behind us.

We got a room under Jake’s name. Just in case, somehow, Kester finds the motel. He wouldn’t know I was there.

Inside, I collapsed onto the worn–out bed. My limbs felt like stone, too heavy to carry the weight of my panic anymore.

“Can you please tell me what’s going on? Babe, you scared me to death,” Jake said, arms set at akimbo.

“You need to get me something to wear. I saw a store just about a mile away, and they run a 24–hour service.”

“You haven’t answered my question. You’ve been crying, shaking, and terrified. I could smell it all on you,” Jake sat at the edge of the bed, coaxing me to talk to him, “You found your mate when you turned, didn’t you?” He asked, and my heart slammed harshly against my ribcage.

I shot up from the bed, instincts lashing out. “Can you just let me be for now? Is it too much to ask?” The words escaped before I could catch them.

Jake flinched. His face fell the moment they landed. I saw the pain in his eyes and the way he swallowed it.

“I’m sorry,” I said in a softer tone. “I just… I need some time. Please. Just get me something to change into.”

He stared at me for a heartbeat longer, then stood without a word and walked out.

I lay down there, battling the sleep that was pressing heavily against my eyelids. I couldn’t help but feel like I’d be caught by a monster the moment I let my eyes close.

Still, sleep won. Because nature doesn’t care if you’re broken. When your body’s done, it’s done. So, I drifted off. Very briefly.

And as brief as it is it gave me that temporal relief before the buzzing of my phone shattered it all.

I jerked up immediately and picked up the phone to see if it was Claire, Mum, or…

My blood dried up instantly with the text that lit up my phone.

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Chapter 254

The Oval Motel, huh? In all you do, Mine, If that bastard so much breathes on you, he’s dead meat. You know you can’t run from me, baby, I’m always watching

It was Kester.

He found me.

How the hell did he find me?

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Sara Lili

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: Alpha 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.”