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My Stepbrother 357

My Stepbrother 357

Chapter 357 

KESTER

What?I hissed into the phone when I finally answered Mum’s call. She and Dad had been calling throughout last night

The news had reached the pack, and now, everyone suddenly began to show interest and care, including those miserable elders who had refused to believe that there was a greater ploy at play

i could vomit

I didn’t need them. In fact, I hate them with every fiber of my being

Talk to me, Kester,Jorja sniffed

What the fuck do you all care about now?I barked, slamming my palm against the steering wheel as I swerved a tight corner. You and that man sent her into the lion’s trap, and now you suddenly care?” 

My jaw clenched hard as I flew past the road where Norlan’s car had flipped days ago. Just driving past that stretch made my skin crawl. The memory, the blood, the wreckage, the fearIt all screamed at me. I pressed the gas harder

We want to help, Kes. Please,Jorja sobbed harder, but before she could say another word, I dropped the call. I couldn’t tolerate sympathy at this point

Tires screeched as I pulled into the hospital lot and made my way into the hospital premises and straight to Norlan’s ward

I’ve been calling you all night, Kes,Norlan sat up immediately he saw me. how did it go? Was she innocent after all?” 

I almost let out a bitter laugh that refused to make it past my throat. Funny how he always wanted to believe June was a saint

You really still wanted to believe that she is a saint?I growled, pacing the room like I couldn’t contain the fire boiling inside me. She knew, Norlan. She knew everything. The abduction. The timing. The whole fucking plan. She wasn’t just involved, she was part of the damn engine running it.” 

His face fell. I saw the denial in his eyes and the way he tried to reach for something, anything at all, that made this less real

And it doesn’t stop there,I hissed, walking toward the window, my knuckles white around the metal IV stand beside me. Kex. Wes. Those two bastards played their parts, too.” 

And now they’re trying to act like saints, trying to wash the blood off their hands and pretend they never touched the knife. I chuckled, In donation Wes made at the fundraiser last night? Trying to buy the heart of the entire world. Pathetic.” 

Norlan paused, then cleared his throat like he was about to say something blasphemous

Speaking of saints” 

I turned to him slowly, narrowing my eyes

I think I know someone who could help track Nagel down. Since I’m stuck in this hospital and can’t move like I want to” 

The wheels in my head began to turn again, Spit it out, Norlan!I growled, even though it wasn’t necessary, as I walked toward his bedside

He met my gaze. Alpha Saint. Of the Night Shade Pack.” 

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I almost laughedthat bitter, joyless kind of laugh that hides the urge to break something. I closed my eyes to calm the storm brewing in me before opening them again

You must be fucking joking.I shook my head and ran a hand down my face. That psycho? There is no way in hell I’m involving him in this

Alpha Saint… 

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Chapter 357 

Just hearing his name made my skin crawl

That man was chaos in human flesh an unhinged lunatic with a calmness so fucking disturbing, it could make death flinch

A man who had the entire hair on his head all grey at just twentyeight? Like life had beat the youth out of him long before it touched anyone else. He was beyond weird

And those eyesDead, grey holes with no warmth and no soul. Just stillness and judgment. The kind that made you question if your heart was still beating

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My Stepbrother

My Stepbrother

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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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