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I did all I could to make him lego of my mum. Instead, he forceful swung his free hand across my face

For the first time in my life, I saw stars. So many of them. It was like someone turned the lights off and threw stars at me. They were like tiny white explosions in my eyes. Like fireflies bursting against a dark sky

I fell to the ground

That was the first time he ever hit me

And he didn’t even look down to see if I was oku 

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I had no choice but to leave the house in anger. They’d stop fighting eventually like they always did. I had an important assessment to write today and I didn’t want to miss it

While doing my best to get on my parentsgood side again, especially my mum, who showed signs of remorse today, I still had to maintain good grades

I arrived at school late. Everyone was in class already. The principal didn’t punish me. She just let me go to class after asking what happened to my face. I lied to her. I told her I tripped while rushing to get ready. She gave me this weird look, like she didn’t believe a word I said, but she let me go anyway

I walked into class with my backpack hanging off one shoulder, still sore from when I slammed into the closet. Everyone was already seated. Heads turned to look at me, but I kept my eyes on the floor

The bruise on my cheek still stung. It had started turning a weird shade of purpleblue, and I was sure anyone with eyes could see it

I sauntered to my seat, dragging my feet. My chest was still tight from everything that happened this morning. My head was all over the place. I was still angry. Not just about Dad. About everything. The way Mum cried. The way I couldn’t do anything. The way I got tossed around like a ragdoll. The way Dad hit me like I didn’t even matter

I sat in the front, in the second row from the window. I tried not to look at the back of the class 

where he sat

Troy

And his two dumb friends who laughed like donkeys at every stupid thing he said

I kept my eyes on my table and took a deep breath. The teacher wasn’t in yet, and the room was noisy like always. I figured I’d just ignore everyone today since Norlan won’t be coming to school. I’d pretend I was invisible. Maybe sketch something in my book to distract myself. Maybe think of Mum and how I’d hug her when I got homeif Dad wasn’t around

But then… 

Took you long enough,Troy sneered from the back of the class. Did you cry on the way to school or what?His friends laughed like idiots

Ndidn’t answer

I always didn’t answer him whenever he bullied me. And since Dad wouldn’t help me, I’d keep giving him the silent treatment

Did a dog scratch you, Kester?He added, and his friends laughed again

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Still, I said nothing. I just clenched my pencil tighter

Bet he finally saw his ugly reflection and punched himself,the other one said

I kept breathing. In and out. Just like I did at night when the shouting from the kitchen kept me awake. Just like when I hid in the laundry room last Christmas because Dad smashed a glass and Mum was screaming

Just keep breathing

But then Troy opened his mouth againand this time, it wasn’t a joke

Or waitHe paused. I could almost hear the smirk on his lips. Did your dad hit you the same way he hits that whore of a mother you have?” 

Everything went still

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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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