Switch Mode

My Stepbrother 283

My Stepbrother 283

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 283 

Well, I guess you’ll keep on bearing the pains of my betrayal, then, Because I won’t stop untilMum was speaking when the next thing I heard was a slap

It was so loud and so hard. I shut my eyes tight and pressed my hands over my ears. I didn’t want to hear it. I couldn’t. The noise of their fighting was always too loud, and it made everything spin

I knew what was to come next

I ran over to the corner of my bed with shaking legs where I had hidden a small bottle that I had stolen from the many my Mum had

I grabbed it and uncorked it with trembling hands. I took a small sip of the liquid inside it

It had the worst, awful taste I could imagine. It burned all the way down my throat, making me choke

But I didn’t care. I had to swallow it

Because every time I did, I felt something else take over me. It was the only thing that made the bad stuff go away, even if just for a little while. It made my head feel all fuzzy, and the yelling seemed far away

T’d been doing this for months now. Stealing the bottles from Mum’s stash, hiding them in the corner of my bed, where no one would know. No one had ever caught me. Mum had too many bottles to keep track of them all. I was lucky she never noticed

As I took another sip, the world started to blur

And I didn’t care if it was wrong. I didn’t know what else to do

I just wanted to sleep and forget

The bad words and loud sounds slowly started to fade, and my eyes got heavy. My bed felt so soft. I just wanted to sleep forever so I didn’t have to hear them anymore

17 YEARS AGO

It was my 11th birthday, but there was no cake, no balloons, and definitely no presents. I sat in my room, alone, in the same birthday outfit Mum had bought me two years ago for my 9th birthday. Back then, it had been way too big. The sleeyes had swallowed my arms, and the pants hung off my waist like a parachute

I looked silly in it, but now, it fits perfectlywell, almost. The pants were a little tighter than I remembered, squeezing uncomfortably around my waist. But it was fine. I didn’t mind. It wasn’t like I had anywhere to go or anyone to see

I gazed out the window, and my mind wandered to dark, crazy thoughts. I wondered what it would feel like to justjump out of the window

Would it make them notice me? Would it make them stop fighting for a minute and finally come to my side

Maybe they’d rush me to the hospital, hold my hand, and say kind words to me

Will they spend some time with me at the hospital while I get better 

Maybe they’d finally laugh with me, like families were supposed to, and tell me childhood stories of how brave they were when they 

1/2 

Chapter 283 

A heavy sigh escaped my chbe as 1 chumped neuse this in pride against 

My shoulders started in sadness

I only got to see Norlan at school during the week we were only and to visit each other during the wekend fill this vestant, hin parente had token him to California for somethi 

digital playgrounds that let you get lost in come 

learn more. His parents were so proud of him. He had a future all mapped out, something I could never have 

Chapter Comments 

Visitor 

I need more!!! 

Visitor 

Good Story, keep going

VIEW ALL 2 COMMENTS

< SHARE 

My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

Score 9.9
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.”

Comment

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset