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My Stepbrother 344

My Stepbrother 344

Chapter 344 

KESTER

I drove as fast as my car could carry me. The tires screamed against the asphalt as if they shared in my urgency. My fingers clenched the steering wheel tight enough to leave dents and my pulse thudded louder than the engine

I had expected some good news, but nothing had prepared me for such a speedy arrival of the news

Fuck

At least, after everything that had gone to hell these past few days, for once, finally, something had gone right

I barely brought the car to a full stop before I threw open the door and bolted out. The engine was still humming when I slammed it shut and took off toward the entrance

Was that a fucking smile on my face

Hell, yes! That was a smile! A real fucking one

Good morning, Alpha,a lady greeted, blinking at me like I’d grown wings

Good morning, dear. How are you doing?I replied, my voice unusually light, almost foreign to my own ears

The lady stood confused. She hadn’t given me a response to my question. But I didn’t even take it to heart

I understood why she was quiet. She was stunned. No one had ever seen me smiling, let alone, smiling and almost skipping like a giddy teenager, who just got his favorite video game as a birthday present

I pushed the door open with all the impatience I had practiced my whole life, storming into the room

Fucker!I screamed, almost at the top of my lungs the moment my eyes locked with the one pair of eyes I thought I’d never see again

HeyMoronNorlan croaked, barely able to crack a smile from where he was halflaying on the bed

But I didn’t care. My knees buckled before I could stop them. I crossed the room in seconds, collapsed at his bedside, and 

wrapped my arms around him in a grip that made the hospital monitor beep

God, I thought I’d lost you,I whispered

He wheezed out a playful yelp. You might still lose me if you don’t ease up, dude. I’m fresh out of 

here.” 

-death strength 

We both laughed, and I heard another voice in the room laugh with us. That was when I realized Mrs. Freya was in the room, standing quietly in the corner, and watching us with tears in her eyes and hands clasped together like she was holding in a prayer

I turned and nodded a hello at her, too emotional to say anything else 

She nodded back, giving me a look that said I know.‘ 

1/3 

Two days ago, the doctor had said they’d found a rare, risky solution to Norlan’s condition, something experimental, but with a sliver of hope. And what was the catch

My blood

They needed my blood, as his Alpha, for it to work. I didn’t hesate a second. I would’ve given every damn drop of it if it meant dragging Norlan back from the edge

The doctor told me we might have to wait for about a week to see if it actually worked. But, two days after, I got a call that my friend was already awake

I turned back to Norlan, just to make sure he was still there, breathing, alive and real

My eyes were blurry. Fuck

I blinked hard, but the tears didn’t stop. For once, the world didn’t feel like it was crumbling beneath my feet

I missed your ugly face,I muttered, in a cracking voice

He smirked, barely able to lift one corner of his lip. Yeah? I missed yours too.” 

Don’t ever do that again, Nortan,I whispered, hugging him again. Don’t fucking scare me like that ever again.” 

Dude,he groaned, wheezing a laugh, you’re gonna put me back in a coma with all this affection. Chill.” 

I chuckled against his shoulder, but I didn’t let go. I didn’t want to. I wanted to keep touching him, to keep proving to myself that he was actually here

Seriously, man,I said, finally pulling back to look at him, I’m sorry.” 

For what?he asked, his brow twitching

For all of it. You wouldn’t have been in that fucking accident if it wasn’t for me.” 

Norlan scoffed. Wow. This guy.” 

He slowly reached for a glass of water on the table but failed. Then he looked at me with mock frustration. Help me

servant.” 

I handed him the glass

He took a sip, swallowed with effort, and then gave me a slow, deadpan look. So let me get this and here you are, turning it into your personal guilt monologue? So uncharacteristically you. W. dude? When did you become so dramatic?” 

ight. I almost died, happened to you

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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