Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 1

KASMINE'S POV.

"No..." I whispered, my hands trembling uncontrollably as my blurry eyes took in the sight before me. "Wh.. What have you done?" I choked, taking slow steps backward, away from the man who I had thought was my savior and protector.

I was wrong.

"Kasmine..." He called in his familiar deep voice that always remained calm no matter the storm raging in him.

"Don't come near me. You... You just killed him... You killed him..." I sobbed, feeling my limbs grow weaker by the minute as I kept staring blankly at the young man lying lifeless before me.

We were in the woods. Just the two of us and the dead man.

"Stop being dramatic, Kasmine. He tried to force himself on you!" Kester's tone was a bit firmer now.

“He didn't! He barely even touched me! He was just talking to me, Kester! You just took an innocent life!" I screamed.

I was fed up. I didn't know how much of this I could take anymore.

Kester, my stepbrother, is the Alpha Of the Crescent Moon Pack. It was all so cute and harmless - his protectiveness towards me. But as we grew, it slowly turned into something else. Something that made me even more terrified of him.

Never did I ever imagine that my stepbrother would ever kill anyone because of me, let alone an innocent man.

"Come on. Let's get back to the party," He stepped toward me, but I stepped backward.

How could he sound like he didn't just kill an innocent person? How?

shrieked, turning on my heels, but I was no match for him. He was way faster

and I felt disgusted being so close

yelled furiously, unleashing his Alpha command on me, and I immediately lost my will to him. But the terror and pain were still there, "you will act like the good girl you are and return to the party immediately," He commanded,

sheepishly, unable to fight against

party - his girlfriend's party- I began to wonder

father at the age of five. Two years later, my mother found love again with the Alpha of our pack, who had also lost his mate. Kester

never allowed anyone to bully me. He never went a day without

envy me,

noticed Kester's protectiveness becoming a little too much. He never allowed other men to come near me, and neither did he allow me to spend so much time with my female

I spent all my time with and tell all my secrets to. And as the years went by, it began

I still don't have a boyfriend. Having a boyfriend would be over Kester's dead body. He kept telling me that

doing. They kept

months and meeting my fated mate.

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by, and I couldn't get over the gory image of the innocent man who was killed in front of me. I couldn't sleep or eat. I haven't

He took over the company just about the same time he

pack is the biggest

weekends. But that didn't mean I was free during the week, as he had bugged my phone and laptop. No calls or

for a

want to be late for class. Being in my final year in college, we were

computer science student, I have already submitted the three

Kester's, but may I be damned to add his company to my list! Not when I have been so desperate to be out of his reach as

I already submitted the same choices, and hopefully, we will be posted to the same