Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 76

KESTER.

My chest kept constricting no matter how hard I tried to clear it out. I'd been at the convenience for a moment now, but I still didn't feel well enough to step out, even to face Kasmine. Not after how I had yelled at her.

I braced my hands against the sink, fingers curling against the cool porcelain as I stared at my reflection. My eyes were hooded from exhaustion and frustration. And a touch of guilt.

I had let the pressure, the fucking weight of everything, spill over onto her.

My reflection blurred as I closed my eyes.

"It's going to be fine."

I whispered the lie under my breath.

Repeated it.

Like some desperate fucking prayer.

But the words felt so empty and unreasurring. And no matter how many times I said them, they did nothing to stop the sinking feeling that I was losing control.

That I was already trapped.

I pushed the door open and stepped into the cabin but froze immediately.

She wasn't there.

The seat beside mine was empty, her blanket neatly folded. The reclining bed was untouched, and the champagne glass on the tray was still full. I felt a sharp prickle of panic.

Where the fuck was she?

My gaze swept the cabin. No sign of her. My pulse ticked up a notch as I turned toward the flight attendant stationed near the entrance.

"Where's Kasmine?"

The hostess blinked at me, momentarily taken aback, before offering a polite smile. "She walked out a few minutes ago, Alpha Kester."

Walked out?

The pulse at my temple throbbed. "Where to?"

"I believe she went to the economy section=”

I didn't wait for her to finish.

I was already moving.

My strides were extremely controlled, but rage burned my insides. Kasmine had

fucking business being in economy - where I wasn't with her to protect her.

Wait. What the fuck?

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Sitting there.

Laughing.

head tilted slightly with that familiar smile on her lips, the one she always reserved for people she liked. And right beside her was a young man-early twenties, maybe three years older than her-leaned in, his arm casually draped over the armrest, his fucking hand

On her bare thigh!

was wearing that damn short I picked for her to wear because I liked it, and we would be staying in the

smile at while we were ready to board? Oh... I had

me snapped, and the

think. I just

next, I was there, grabbing her arm and yanking

open, flinching before she

silent as small chatters from passengers died down the moment they

But who fucking cares?

man she was speaking to shot up from his seat immediately, straightening his posture before lowering his head in

My eyes were still glued to the

ahead to sign his death wish by asking, "Is there a reason you just yanked her up like that? I mean...

knew when I'd answer. And when the time came, I hoped he'd be in the

on

behind

She wouldn't even dare.

muttered an 'I am sorry' to the bastard who would be joining his

her away back to where

second we stepped into our cabin, I let go of her. Slamming the door shut behind me and locking

calmly, but the storm inside me was anything but

the fuck was that?" I asked her in an even voice.

the fucking nerve to lift her chin with

anger.

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in front of everyone?" She had the nerve to

hands trembled. Fucking trembled. But I shoved them

me. Always pressing on the nerves I fought to keep

exhaled slowly. "Who was

time, I spoke even calmer

have known by now-when my anger was

when it was quiet?

knew the shit I was in... The war I was fighting just so we could be together, she wouldn't push

folded over her chest as if shielding

walking past me to sit on

words were soft and quiet. But they

Her ex?