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My Stepbrother 279

My Stepbrother 279

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother 

Chapter 279 

KASMINE

We drove in utter silence

Kester tapped away on his phone and tab. His attention was absorbed in anything but me

He was almost ignoring my entire existence as if he had already moved past the damage he had caused. I stared out the window, barely blinking, my reflection smudged against the dark glass

It seemed like luring a fish out of the water and letting die out there. He had just broken the news of us to everyone, pulled the rug out from under my feet, stripping me of every loved one I would have turned to for warmth whenever I needed, and now, he was actually ignoring me

Good thing I had some time to reflect on many things, including the anonymous person who hadn’t sent me any texts for the past two days

I didn’t know if I should be worried or relieved

The car came to a stop in the parking lot, and the mini convoy that drove with us also came to a halt

Before Kester could so much as move, I pushed open the door and climbed out. I couldn’t stand being near him. I just needed to go into my room, bury my head in the pillows, and cry out my heart

But the moment I stepped into the living room, I stopped dead in my tracks

What in the name of Selene is this

My eyes scanned the vast living room

The entire place was different

The walls every single one of them 

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were covered with pictures of me

Paintings. Canvases. Polaroids

Some were massive, taking up half a wall. Some were so small you could miss them if you weren’t looking hard enough. But they were all of me. Everywhere I turned, there I was

Some were pictures from my phone. There was no need to ask how he got them

Others were from my old photo albums, while there were some I didn’t even remember taking

A painting of me sitting by a lake with my hair blowing across my face. Can’t remember taking that

A photo of me laughing so hard I had to cover my mouth, caught midmoment. No memory of it either

Another oneI was right by the fireplace. Thankfully, I recognized it immediately

I was seventeen, and it was a sunny afternoon

I was holding my puppy 

Zeus 

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the tiny ball of golden fur wriggling in my arms while I grinned like an idiot. However, I gifted her out to a sweet little girl from our pack who loved her as much as I did

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Dad had taken that picture right after telling me I needed to stop grewing up so fast

God, I hadn’t thought about that day in years

My throat closed up

It was too much

Too many memories

Too many pieces of myself… 

I felt him behind me before I heard him

When I turned, he was standing just a few steps away with his hands casually stuffed inside his pockets. He was looking at me so intently that I almost lost the little composure I had gathered

Why?My voice cracked, so I cleared my throat and tried again. Why are my pictures everywhere?” 

Kester’s face stayed blank for a second, like he was measuring how much of the truth to give me

Then he shrugged just a small, casual roll of his shoulders and said, Because you own this house now.His eyes stayed locked on mine. And because you’re the only thing I want to see when I walk through that door.” 

I couldn’t breathe

I didn’t know if my heart was supposed to break or beat faster

I didn’t know if I was supposed to smile or run

I just stood there, blinking at him, while the backs of my eyes burned with unshed tears

He looked so calm about it, like what he said was the most obvious thing in the world

I hugged my arms around myself, feeling like I was splitting apart

My voice came out smaller and weaker this time. Why are you doing this, Kester?I whispered. Why can’t you just let me go? Why are you trying so hard to cross the line?” 

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just when I cannot stand gim anymore you turn around and do that. it is a good start but not enough. il hope we see more of this side of him being gentle and vulnerablea … 

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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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