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My Stepbrother 266

My Stepbrother 266

Chapter 266 

A moan escaped me before I could stop it

I didn’t look up. I couldn’t bear to see the satisfaction that would undoubtedly be spread across his face

I tore through the rest like I hadn’t eaten in dayswhich, technically I hadn’t. Not properly. Not since I found out I was pregnant

Then I grabbed the bottle, unscrewed the cap, and took a long, greedy gulp

The tea was icecold perfection. The lavender hit first. It was soft and floral. And then the honey, rich and smooth. It slid down my throat and cooled my insides like spring rain

My senses were reeling. The pain in my head dulled. The ache in my limbs eased just a little

I drained the last of the tea, letting the cold sweetness chase away the sour taste of anxiety clinging to my tongue

For a moment, the world felt still and even safer. The roaring hunger inside me quieted. I leaned back, letting the soft hum of the drink settle in my veins

But then- 

A strange warmth began to spread beneath my skin. It wasn’t comfort or relief

It was something else

My stomach lurched in a way that made me blink twice. My throat felt too dry, and my head suddenly light

I frowned

I guess that’s what I get for eating too fast like I stole the food. Besides, I hadn’t eaten like that in days. My body wasn’t used to food

But the dizziness didn’t go away. It worsened

The room began to shift subtly. The edges of the table blurred

Kester was still standing a few feet away, arms crossed over his chest with an unreadable expression

Something wrong, baby?he asked ever so calmly

UhNo. I guess I ate too fast.I replied, brushing it off and moving on to the question I’ve wanted to ask him for some days now. I sincerely needed to hear what he had to say about what Melissa had told me. Maybe it would heal up some wounds he had unknowingly carved in my heart

KesterI called, swallowing the strange taste rising in my throat. What happened to your therapist?” 

He didn’t flinch

Eleven years ago, tontinued in a shaky voice, Did you threaten her to leave the country?” 

He tilted his head. There was no flicker of guilt or hesitation in his eyes. Just pure honesty

I didn’t threaten her, Mine,he said simply

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Chapter 266 

A flood of relief rushed through me. It meant a lot hearing that from him. Not that it made him any less of the monster I should be afraid of, butAt least… 

She left, didn’t she?1 whispered, almost letting out a smile and a sigh of relief

No,he said in a low, cold, detached voice. I killed her.” 

Time stopped

I stared at him, waiting for the rest of the sentence. Waiting for the hugh and then the just kiddingthat would follow

I waited for the denial. But it never came

KesterI choked out. YouYou what?I asked, but he didn’t respond. He just stood with his arms still folded, his eyes dead. But before I could speak further, the world tilted violently

My knees buckled, and I stumbled backward. My spine hit the edge of the mattress, and I collapsed onto the bed like a puppet with its strings sliced clean through

What I tried to sit up, but my arms wouldn’t obey. What did you doI whispered, barely able to form the words

His face appeared above me, Don’t fight it, baby. It’s time to take you home.” 

And then, it all went blank

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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Status: Ongoing Type: 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.”

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