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Chapter 31 

KASMINE 

Kester asked the driver to take me home. And while I could say I was thankful he didn’t ride with me, a part of me wished he did. 

Call me crazy, but I was beginning to crave the fear he instilled in me. That overwhelming, commanding, dominating aura of his. It wasn’t just fear–it was something; far darker, far more addictive. A pull I couldn’t resist, even though I knew I should have. 

“Don’t forget to give him this,” Claire chirped, breaking my thoughts as she handed me a small gift bag. “Tell him it’s a thanksgiving gift to the Moon Goddess, Selene, for my recovery.” 

I blinked at her, trying to mask the guilt churning in my chest. 

Selene’s Thanksgiving? Seriously? I would never understand this girl. 

Who in their right mind gave Kester gifts under the guise of divine gratitude? Was he now Selene’s emissar 

earth? 

on 

I suppressed the urge to scoff. I knew Claire’s game. She didn’t care about Selene. This was just an excuse to give Kester something personal. And she was so earnest about it that my chest tightened with guilt. 

Because no matter how much I wanted to justify it, I knew had already betrayed her in the worst way possible. Every time I looked at her cheerful, oblivious face, guilt clawed at me, threatening to rip my heart apart. 

Even though I knew Kester would never reciprocate her feelings for him, I still felt like I betrayed my friend. 

How would she feel if she ever found out? That her sweet, thoughtful Kasmine had done the unthinkable–had let her crush kneel me before him, letting him stuff his cock into my mouth? And I also let him kiss me twice in the office today? She’d be heartbroken. 

But what could I do? Kester was the kind of storm you couldn’t fight. He tore through boundaries, shredded rules, and left you standing in the ruins, wondering why you didn’t run. 

He was making sure I broke every rule there is to break and cross every boundary I shouldn’t even cross. 

“I’ll make sure he gets it, Claire,” I said softly, trying to mask the shame in my voice. As I turned to leave, she stopped me again, her wide, bright eyes looking up at me… She had no idea the dagger I was holding behind my 

back 

“I’d like to come over this weekend,” she said with a smile that made her slightly chubby cheeks glow in the setting sun. “We could watch a movie, maybe order some food?” 

Her eagerness made my stomach churn. “We have to report to school on Friday, remember?” I said with an eye roll, “Don’t you plan on spending the weekend with your parents at the pack?” 

“No,” she said with a laugh, brushing my concern aside. “This one Weekend wouldn’t kill. And I know you’ll return as soon as we are done from school on Friday,” she said, and I narrowed my brows 

“How sure are you? I haven’t spent the weekend with iny parents for two weeks now. I have to…” I was saying, but she stopped me mid–sentence. 

“Who are you kidding? Your mother is here. And she’ll be leaving on Saturday morning, isn’t it?” She asked with raised brows as if daring me to deny, and I instantly recalled that mum was at home and Kester would never let me go to school or the pack house unless he had business to attend to over there. 

That’s how confined I was now. My life revolved around Kester’s decisions now, whether I admitted it or not. 

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“We could also go shopping after seeing a movie… I just want us to have fun!” She said pleadingly, and I gave her an eye roll before replying. 

“Fine. I’ll talk to Kester about it.” 

I had 

I dinner as soon as I got home. I was famished. Didn’t eat at the office because I was too shaken to eat. 

The house was empty. Mum told me she was attending the regional Luna’s meeting today. She probably wasn’t back yet. 

I took a long, warm shower, letting the water wash over me The tension in my muscles eased, but my mind refused to follow suit. No matter how hard I tried to distract myself, Kester’s thoughts haunted me. His voice, his touch, his overwhelming dominance–they consumed my thoughts, refusing to let me breathe. 

And every time I thought about him, that unwelcome heat pooled deep in my core. I hated it. I craved it. He was wrapping me in a chokehold, one I wasn’t sure I wanted to escape from for now. 

This was wrong. Forbidden. Every part of me knew that. Yet, that very forbidden nature made it intoxicating. To be desired, pursued, possessed by a man like Kester it was dangerous, thrilling, and utterly addictive. It was something any woman would die for. 

But I was scared of one thing… Kester wasn’t the kind of man to play games. He didn’t just want to have fun. No, he wanted all of me. Every thought, every breath, every piece of my soul. 

And I couldn’t give him that. Not when I’ll be expecting to have my mate in a few months when I turn twenty–one. 

I knew this couldn’t last. Kester was a storm, and storms never ended peacefully. But before I walk away and build walls too high for him to climb, I wanted to taste the danger just a little longer. Just a little more. 

I’d be careful. I’d play the good girl enough to keep him satisfied and to protect Jake. I’d bask in the reckless thrill of this forbidden affair–just until it was time to stop. 

At least, that’s what I told myself. 

Just a little thrill. 

I found myself picking out the best set of lingerie I had, a small smile of anticipation tugging the side of my lips. My fingers brushed over the silks and lace tucked away at the back, hidden treasures I rarely wore. 

I should be ashamed of myself for doing this for someone who was meant to be my brother. 

And yet, here I was. 

My eyes wandered around the room, and they landed on the spot. That spot. Where I had knelt before him just last night like a sinner praying to a god. 

The memory hit me like a jolt of lightning. I could still feel the hardness of his monstrous cock pushing its way greedily into my mouth, the way his hand had tangled in my hair as he guided me closer, demanding, taking, consuming. My lips parted at the thought, and a shiver rolled down my spine. 

My thighs clenched together as an ache started to grow in my center, insistent and maddening. This had never happened to me before, even those times when I used to watch those adult movies online. 

I’ve always seen and heard people touch themselves, but I always felt too embarrassed to even try. I’d rather let a real penis into my vagina than use some toy or, worst of all my hands. 

But I think that was about to change because the ache in my center was becoming unbearable. 

I slowly lay back on the bed, adjusting myself with my heels digging into the mattress as I parted my legs 

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Gods, this felt wrong. Every part of me screamed that it was wrong. But all that mattered to me at this moment was quenching the fire burning down my core. 

I was in nothing but my towel, so it gave me easy access to my center. As soon as my fingers brushed the sensitive skin of my vagina, a shiver rippled through my body. 

I was dripping wet. I didn’t know how to do this. But instines drove me forward as I was willing to give it a try. 

My fingers slid along the slickness, slowly at first, tracing feathery circles that sent sparks shooting through my body. 

A soft moan escaped my lips as I pressed harder, biting my bottom lips at the intensity of the ecstasy as the wet sounds of my touch filled the room. My free hand found its way to my breast, cupping and kneading gently, sending another wave of pleasure coursing through me. 

“Kes…” I whispered his name, and it tasted like sin on my tongue. 

1 closed my eyes, surrendering to the sensation as my hips Itted slightly off the bed, chasing a release I didn’t” fully understand. The pressure built, coiling tightly inside me like a spring ready to snap. 

Oh, Selene… What is going on? 

“Oh, gods…” My breaths came faster, my fingers moving in frantic circles as I teetered on the edge of something unfamiliar, something strange, vast, and consuming 

This was all new to me. 

It felt so good…. At least, so I thought, since I’d never done it before. 

“Uhh… Kester.” I moaned, almost too loud, as I arched my back. 

I was tempted to dip my finger into my vagina, but the outer surface was the farthest I could go for now, since 1 

was still… 

“Kasmine!” A familiar voice came from outside my door, shattering every anticipated release I was desperately driving myself towards. 

I jerked off the bed, lucky enough to have wrapped myself up in my towel before the door flung open to reveal the cheerful face of the one person I never expected to see here today. 

June. 

Disappointment washed over me immediately. 

Didn’t Kester ask me to leave my door open tonight? 

How did he intend to visit when she was here? 

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Chapter 32 

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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