Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 98

hapter 98

KESTER.

"Leave us," I said to Lance, James, and Dylan.

They hesitated for a fraction of a second-perhaps debating whether it was wise to leave me alone with her. But one deathly look from me sent them moving. The door clicked shut behind them.

I leaned back, studying her as she moved with that aura about her-the kind that suggested she belonged anywhere she pleased.

She sat down.

Bold of her.

I hadn't even offered her a seat.

"It's been a while," she mused, tilting her head just slightly, her gaze raking over me. "You've grown into a fine young man, Kester."

Her voice was smooth, like fine silk wrapped around a blade.

Her short, blonde hair still looked as silky as I remembered, only, this time, it was more well taken care of. Because the last time I had that hair wrapped in my hands, it took a good number of able-bodied men to tear her away from my grip. I left it in a mess.

"Good thing you've had your hair fixed, Karina," I murmured, my tone as empty as my patience, "I see your hair isn't the only thing you've fixed. Your audacity is back in perfect condition as well."

"There isn't a single thing money can not fix, little brother She replied smoothly. Little brother.

The words grated like rusted steel against my ears,

I wasn't little.

I wasn't her brother.

She was my father's bastard. A stain on our family. Born two years before me to the whore who had poisoned my parents' marriage beyond repair.

with every fiber of my being. She was as cunning and soulless as the woman

I emphasized the last word, relishing

serpent's smile I remembered from years ago, the kind that coiled around a room,

wasn't

seem surprised to see me,” she said in a deceptively light tone, as though this was a casual

"Oh, I'm surprised, Karina,” I

impression that corpses didn't

her mouth twitched, but she didn't let the insult land

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me a corpse once before... Funny," she urmured, "Seventeen years old, shaking with rage, your hands wrapped around my throat, the other around my hair-what was it you

My jaw clenched.

what I'd said to her like it was

born. That her existence was a stain that needed to be scrubbed out. And that I would do what

And I had tried.

before I

Until now.

how you remember that night so well," I said, my voice low and smooth. "But then again, I suppose you would. Dying tends to be

leaning forward. "Still the same cruel little boy, aren't you? I also heard you ended

Fuck

my demons and wanting

the hospital for "therapy." when she was the one who always, always pushed me. Although I

wasn't enough to end me

before she had the chance

"And you're still

"I barely made

I said nothing.

back, crossing her legs, "But look at me now," she continued, dragging her fingers along the armrest of the chair. “Alive. Thriving. And back where

watched her make a fool

started the

ready for an Alpha who actually