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My Stepbrother 282

My Stepbrother 282

Chapter 282 

KESTER

21 YEARS AGO

It was happening again

The yelling

I slammed my door shut and pressed my back against it, trying to block out the angry voices. I could hear them in the kitchen and then in the living room, and then their voices would get ouder all the way up to their bedroom

Why did they always fight? Why couldn’t they just stop

I wasn’t a grownup I was only seven but I didn’t understand. Why couldn’t we just be like the other families I saw? The ones that smiled and laughed and made cookies together. Why was it always like this at home

Mum ad Dad were always involved in one fight or another

Their fights never stopped

Their anger never cooled

And somewhere along the way, my mother’s love for me 

nished

I was nothing more than a disposable variable in their equation. Just a quiet thing in the corner, hoping someone would remember I was there

The negligence

The hatred from my mother for no reason

It wasn’t always like this. Mum used to smile at me. She used to hold me tight and tell me I was the best thing in her world. And 

Dad 

– 

he used to take me shopping for fishing rods, showing me how to put the worm on the hook, telling me to be patient

He used to ruffle my hair and call me his little champ.” 

I used to feel like they loved me

But now, I wasn’t a son to them anymore. I was just something they forgot to count when adding up what mattered

I’d lie in bed, curled up with my blanket, wishing for a new family. I wanted a family where people smiled and hugged and didn’t yell all the time. A family where they would look at me and say, I love you,and I wouldn’t have to wonder if I was even supposed 

to be there

I promised myself I’d be different when I grew up. I’d find my mate, and I’d love her like I’d never been loved before. I’d make sure my kids never felt forgotten or like they weren’t wanted. I wouldn’t ever hurt them like this

The crash of glass breaking downstairs snapped me back to the present

You slimy whore! You’ve got some nerves, huh?Dad yelled. His voice sounded so mean like it always did now

Mum just laughed. But it wasn’t a nice laugh. It was loud and crazy, nothing like how she used to be

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Mum wasn’t like this before. She used to be a happy, cheerful woman who did her Luna duties and loved her pack members tenderly

She used to be the Luna every woman in the pack admired. She was raceful, kind, beautiful inside and out. She’d smile at every pup and know every pack member’s name by heart. She was the heart of ur home

But how the tables flipped so hard that she was almost a laughingstock was still surprising to me

When did everything beautiful in her get swallowed up by bitterness 

When did we stop being a family

If you are tired, let me go, Kade! I don’t want to be witly you anymore! Reject me and let me go!Mum shouted, and my stomach felt like it was falling down and down, like when you’re on a really high swing

No. 

No, no, no

I didn’t want Mum to leave. I couldn’t live without her. No matter how badly she treated me now, and even though she doesn’t love me like she used to, I loved her so much. She was my mother. She had to stay

All the other kids had nice families. Norlan’s Mum would take him out and buy him new toys all the time. She even gave him extra snacks for school, and sometimes, she’d pack me some too. I used to think that if Norlan’s Mum was mine, maybe things would be different. Maybe I’d feel loved. Maybe she wouldn’t scream at me

Over my dead body, Viola!Dad’s voice was loud and rough as if he was trying to make the walls shake. I’ll never reject you.” 

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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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