Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 65

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Chapter 65

Chapter 65

KESTER.

Silence sat comfortably between us after we were served out meals. The food was nothing more than a prop. It was obvious none of us were hungry after all, for different reasons.

For me, I had no appetite-not for this. My hunger lay elsewhere, in the warm embrace of my obsession, the one who filled my every waking, thought, the one who left no room for anyone or anything else.

I couldn't wait to get this over with so I could return to the arms of my Kasmine. She had clouded my mind so much that I couldn't think straight without her.

For Claire, it was different. She couldn't meet my gaze for more than a second without her cheeks flushing, her throat working as she swallowed nothing but nerves. The way she fidgeted, tucking strands of hair behind her ear, running her fingers along the rim of her glass-pathetic.

Was this the part where I engaged her in little, meaningless conversations and let her tell me unimportant things about herself? Things I don't give a fuck about?

The absurdity nearly made me laugh.

"So..." She cleared her throat, "How is Kasmine? Is she at home?"

Ah. An attempt at conversation.

I leaned back, my fingers tapping lazily against the table. "Would you rather she were here with us?"

She looked away with a small, nervous smile, "No. I just feel bad for not telling her you finally asked me on a date. She's my best friend, you know?"

“Hm.” I hummed and nodded once. "She must never know until I am ready for you to tell her. This should be our little secret," I reminded.

The blush on her face deepened, and I could almost hear the foolish hope fluttering in her chest.

She actually thought this was going to lead somewhere.

Pity.

"As you wish, Alpha," she murmured, sipping her juice, trying to compose herself.

"So, tell me, Claire," I leaned forward, "Apart from the things you've told me already about your friend, what other things are there that I don't know about?"

I saw the look of disappointment in her eyes. That wasn't what she had expected to hear.

For some time now, I had leveraged on Claire's feelings for me to get to know my little sister better, and she had been so helpful. For example, Claire had told me that Kasmine liked shopping but lacked the liberty to do so, so I swung into action and took her shopping

lifestyle and tiny secrets like where they had been the other day I couldn't track

I'd ask too. "Why do you want to know so much about your own sister? It's only a crush you

knew that she was close to the truth, she wouldn't have laughed and waved it

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that

I shrugged, and she laughed even harder. Why do people do that? Laugh off the truth when it's starting

would be on them soon enough. Because I had no intention of hiding

lived and the air I breathed.

show her to the whole

licking down my throat.

never let you see that book. She'd rather chew gravel than let anyone

Interesting

list? my expression turned serious, and she

so interested in that? It's a secret for her, and if she wants it that way..." I cut her off

was just about to be miss-goody-two-shoes,

list, and now it's payback.

Predictably, she blushed.

if she ever gets to know that I told

Perfect.

Now, speak, bitch.

sound of needles pricking skin filled the room, the small machine buzzing with energy enough to match the energy

Not because they were bad or anything, but because I never had the need

But now I did.

Kasmine.

I'd do anything just to make her happy, including getting a back and

all the information I'd been asking her about Kasmine, I didn't give her a

lanation.

able to tell me everything on Kasmine's bucket list including having sex with a tattooed

do that if it makes her

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she reacted the way she did the night she saw the one I had gotten around my cock. And I noticed

blow It all off because June would have seen it when she sucked my cock. But, dumb her, she hadn't

she never pot. Otherwise, she would have seen it that night as that was the first and the

time before falling silent, and for a moment, the

sage from the corner of the room, but I barely noticed. My gaze was locked on the mirror in front of me, on the masterpiece which now

across my back and down my right arm, hinting at dominance, power, and raw

its fur shaded in deep strokes, giving it a lifelike texture. From its snarling mouth, dark smoke curled downward, merging with a

the best part? The details that

just a tattoo. But if you looked closer really looked-you'd find

My Kasmine.