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My Stepbrother 271

My Stepbrother 271

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 271 

KASMINE

I could swear I was hit by a truckload of bricks. My limbs felt so heavy that it was strange. My entire body ached like every inch of me had been taken and returned wrongly

I tried to open my eyes, but they refused to cooperate. They felt heavy and groggy, like I’d been drugged. My mind floated, detached, and halfsunk in a fog that refused to lift

God. What’s happening to me

I shifted on the soft bed where I was layingIt felt way softer than the small, hard bed we had at the motel and a sharp pain greeted my center. I winced

I sat up immediately. The room tilted, spinning around me, but the jolt cleared some of the fog, and pieces of memory began to click into place like shattered glass sliding back into a mirror

I blinked hard with a racing heart as I took in my surroundings

Clean, modern decor. Stark blacks and greys. That dark leather chair. The massive window halfshaded by blackout curtains. AndWait. A massive painting of me on the wall just directly opposite the bed

No. No, no, no

It was Kester’s room

That monster

My stomach turned violently, bile creeping up my throat

I tore the covers off, staring down at my bare thighs. They were bruised and flushed, with faint traces of him still on my skin. I clutched the sheets to my chest, my breath shaking and my chest tight like it was caving in

What did he do to me

I killed her” 

The words echoed in my skull like a haunting chant

I killed her” 

I killed her… 

I killed her” 

It wouldn’t stop. His voice, almost emotionless, reverberated through me until my skin crawled

He didn’t even blink when he said it. He sounded like it was just another fact he was stating

He doesn’t blink before taking a life

How the hell was I supposed to feel safe around him? What happens when his rage turns on me? When something I say or do triggers that switch

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What if one day I become a neat in his mind

What if I become disposable

Why would the Moon Goddess do this to me

I know I had consented to out secret affair, I had convinced myself it was on my terms until I found my true mate and ended things with no strings attached. Who would have thought that the same dangerous man I had been trying to escape would finally have every right to own and keep me

It terrified me

Kester needed therapy. Desperately. Because if he didn’t deal with whatever darkness he carried, he was going to spiral. And when he did, he’d drag me down with him

He was a walking disaster

I cared. Even though I don’t want to have anything to do with him as his mate

The ringing of my phone startled me. I jumped, my heart slamming against my ribs. I grabbed the phone and stared at the screen

Mum

I answered with a shaky breath, but my eyes darted to the corner of the screen

2:07 PM

What? I had been out all night and almost all day

I hate my brother

I put the phone to my ear, and my mother’s voice almost punctured my eardrum

Kasmine! Where the hell have you been?!” 

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I winced, pulling the phone back slightly. She sounded on the verge of tearsor rage. Maybe both

Do you know what you’ve put me through? You left the transition just like that? No calls? No messages? Not even a damn note?!” 

I squeezed my eyes shut and forced my breathing to steady. Mum- 

No! Don’t Mumme! You had everyone worried sick! I thought-Her voice cracked. I thought something happened to you, baby. And the only reason I didn’t fly off the rails was because Kester told me you were okay. That you just needed space.” 

Kester

My stomach knotted all over again

He’d been covering for me

Of course, he was. Why wouldn’t he

Why did you run off?she pressed, Is it because you found your mate and didn’t like who it was?” 

The breath caught in my throat. I stared ahead, my eyes wide and mouth halfopen. I sincerely didn’t know how to answer that

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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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