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My Stepbrother 329

My Stepbrother 329

Chapter 329 

KESTER

I sat in the living room, hunched over the controller, with my eyes glued to the TV screen as the video game blared through the speakers when I heard Dad’s car in the parking lot

They were here

I had already rehearsed this moment over and over in my head like a scene from a movie, and I was certain I’d do even better than how I had it planned out in my head

Ignore them. Don’t speak. Don’t look. Just keep your eyes on the TV nd pretend they don’t exist

Simple

I turned the volume up a notch

I heard giggles

They were already a happy family without me. But it wasn’t new to me. Whoever the little girl who’d now become his new daughter was should be happy she met the monster when he was in his pretentious era

She probably thought she’d just won the jackpot. Got herself a daddy 

I couldn’t wait for her to learn how wrong she was

The front door creaked open

I didn’t even turn to look

The maids followed behind, dragging in glossy suitcases and fancy bags with golden zippers. The heavy luggage was carried upstairs

I could feel them stop behind me but I kept my gaze focused on the game, pretending I didn’t hear the tiny exhale Dad always made when he was trying not to lose his temper

Kester,he called, clearing his throat

But I didn’t move

Kester,he tried again in a firmer tone

I still said nothing. He didn’t deserve a reaction

There was silenceAnd then, snap

The controller was yanked from my hands, the plastic digging into my fingers before it slipped free

I shot up, my body gong stiff, with my head turning slowly like a machine until my eyes locked with his

I looked him dead in the eye

He stared back like he was daring me to speak, his jaw twitching like it always did when he was pissed but trying to act calm

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Be good,he said in a low ang light voice, Greet your new mother

I didn’t blink

New mother

He said it like I could just swap my real Mum out for a replacement ke changing a battery

I slowly turned my head to the woman standing beside him

Jorja

She smiled at me. I guess she thought I was some kid who could be won over with a plate of cookies and a hug

Hello, Kester,she said, all warm and fake and patient

Her smile made something in me twist

I didn’t answer her. I just stared at her like she was a cardboard cutout. Maybe she was. Because I only saw her as a background prop in the nightmare my father was trying to make my reality

Then, I heard someone else speakSomeone I hadn’t even noticed

Hello, Kester.The voice was soft, clear, sweet, and a little shy

My gaze immediately snapped sideways, past Jorja

The voice sparked something in me

I blinked when my eyes rested on her

She was the oneThe girl who had saved my life by wishing me a happy birthday on my 11th birthday

My throat burned like I’d swallowed something wrong

She smiled again, and my heart, the one I thought was all scabbed over and cold, did something awful

It ached

Immediately, all I had practiced, all my defianceEverything just came crumbling at once

I walked past my little sisteras she sat crosslegged on the floor, her eyes glued to one of those bright, squeaky cartoons kids her age seemed to love. I just hoped she was too distracted to notice me slipping upstairs

But with Kasmine, hope was never enough

She’d been trying so hard to get close to me these past four months. ever since she and her mother moved in. Always smiling, always giggling, always offering her damn gummy bears and weirdshaped cookies like that was enough to make me smile. She was always ready with her tiny arms thrown open like she could offer me the kind of warmth I needed

I didn’t want a sibling

I had wanted her as a friend once before everything changed. But this new version of me, this colder, emptier medidn’t need 

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friends. I didn’t want warmth

didn’t want 

to be coaxed into 

silly 

ganes of pulled into family dinners of hugged 

goodnight

I didn’t 

to feel better. I didn’t want 

to feel anything

I loved 

being alone. But she kept pushing 

Kester!” 

Oh, yeah! There she 

comes

I quickened my steps and slammed the door shut behind me, my 

jaw clenched tight

But she never took a hint

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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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