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My Stepbrother 284

My Stepbrother 284

Chapter 284 

That would have been a great place to be on my birthday since I’d be taking over my father’s tech company when I grew up. It sounded like the best place ever 

But here I was, all alone with no one to wish me a happy birthday

The sun was beginning to dip below the horizon, turning the sky a seft, golden pink, yet Mum and Dad weren’t home

I sighed again, the same heavy sigh that I had been sighing all afternoon

A cold shiver ran through me as I moved closer to the window, pushed by a force I couldn’t see. My leg lifted, just hovering over the sill. The wind picked up, and my long, shoulderlength hair whipped cross my face

I made up my mind

I’ll jump

The possible results I thought of getting from the fall made me happy to take the risk

But then something caught my eye

A tiny figure was standing just outside the house, by the fence. A little girl, no older than four. She was dressed in a white gown 

that fluttered in the breeze, her hair tied with a small ribbon

She walked across the grass, looking so small. She had these big, bright green eyes. She looked up at me as if she knew exactly 

where to look, and when she saw me looking, she smiled

I froze, my heart thumping in my chest. Who was she? I hadn’t seen her before, not up close like this. She was so little, so small

The kind of smile that made my heart ache a little because it was so pure and so innocent

Her tiny hand waved at me, and my breath caught. I felt a lump form in my throat, but I didn’t know why. Maybe it was because I was just so used to being ignored and not being seen. But here she was, waving at me like I was someone she was happy to see

Happy birthday, Kester!she called out, her voice high and sweet, like the sound of wind chimes. Some people say it’s your birthday!” 

My heart skipped a beat. She knew. She knew it was my birthday

I couldn’t answer her, though. I didn’t know what to say. I just stood there, staring at her in disbelief, my hands gripping the window frame

She didn’t seem to mind. She smiled again and pointed at the window. Close your window, Kester, she said, her voice so soft and filled with concern. It’s going to rain soon. If you fall down from there, you’ll die.” 

Her words were so simple and so matteroffact, but it felt like a slap in the face. Not in a bad way, though. More like she was reminding me that I was still important and that I was still worth something

I blinked as her words sunk in

I didn’t know how to respond, but something inside me shifted. Maybe it was her smile, or maybe it was just the way she said it. But for the first time today, I felt a little spark of warmth in my chest. Someone cared. Someone wished me a happy birthday

She waved again, that same sweet, innocent wave, and then turned, skipping away. Her small feet pattered across the ground, her 

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dress fluttering behind her. I watched as she disappeared around the corner, like a little angel that had come down to remind me that I wasn’t forgotten

I felt something strange bubble up inside of me, something I hadn’t felt in a long time: hope

I didn’t even know her name, but she’d made my heart feel light, and for a moment, I forgot about the sadness and the loneliness

I smiled, the first real smile I’d had all day, closing the window

Maybe it wasn’t such a bad day after all

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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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