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My Stepbrother 358

My Stepbrother 358

Chapter 358 

And I swear he treats smilelike a cursed word. I wonder if he had ever checked up on the meaning of smilein his dictionary. Or maybe his dictionary just skipped that page entirely. Or, perhaps he thinks the word only existed for aliens

And his aura

You ever walked into a room and felt like you were drowning in cold ash? That’s what being near Saint felt like. He didn’t breathe power. He crushed you with it

He fucking held my gaze until I almost looked away. There is no way in hell I’d ever be able to stand in the same room as 

him and that strange Beta of his

I could almost think they were lovers. Yeah, right. Because, If that was pure, innocent friendship, I’d rather run with 

rogues

They were unnaturally close they were and too in sync. Otherwise, how could a man be so close to his best friend to the point of fucking the same woman at the same time? They shared women like they were blood and wine. Fuck

They called it brotherhood. I call it fucked up

And now Norlan wanted those two in my territory

Not happening. They were both lunatics

Look, I know the last time you crossed paths, it almost turned bloody,Norlan said carefully, But this isn’t about you two playing alpha dicks. This is business. You pay him, he gets your Luna back. Fast and efficient. He’s the best in this field.” 

I turned to him slowly, my jaw tight. You know what he is, Norlan. He’s me, if I gave up the last pieces of my soul

Not happening!I yelled, running desperate fingers through my hair, They are lunatics! They can’t go a week without sticking their cocks into the same woman! It’s like a ritual to them! They are abominable!” 

I knew I was blabbing nonsense, but, fuck me, anything to keep away from Saint. What an irony of a name for one who is the direct opposite of who a Saint should be

You have an issue with what they choose as their fetish, or you want your Luna back?Norlan snapped, I can’t help you from here. And even if I wanted, I don’t have all my resources at hand, and I can’t trust my boys to do as perfect a job as 

Saint’s organization would.” 

I heaved a sigh, slowly shaking my head

I’ve already contacted him. Sorry. He’ll be here in nine hours. That should be enough time for you to stitch your ego back together.Norlan said, and I swear to fuck, if not that he was in a hospital bed, I would have punched him at this instant

What the fuck? I’d rather shave my balls with a rusted blade than let Saint anywhere around me or Kasmine! My fury 

knew no bounds

I told you,Norlan said, This isn’t about you anymore.” 

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Call him. Call it off. I don’t give a fuck how much it costs I’ll find her myself. I’ll start with Kex, and I’ll burn the whole damn chain down from there.I roared and walked out on him without sparing him another glance

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Chapter 358 

Author’s Note

As we near the end of this story, I’m beyond excited to finally introduce you to Alpha Saint. He is a character who is anything but your typical Alpha. Saint is a storm waiting to be unleashed. His story is dark, raw, and unlike anything you’ve read before

More details about Alpha Saint’s full book will be coming up soon 

next

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and trust me, you won’t want to miss what’s coming 

I’ve also posted a snippet on my FB page Velvet Desires

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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