Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 113

KESTER

froze

The sound of that name alone was enough to curdle my blood.

Thad foolishly hoped that Kasmine wouldn't hear about Karna. But, come on, this was an entire pack. A small world with too many months. Of course, she'd find out eventually.

Kasmine isn't a child anymore.

Texhaled slowly, forcing my muscles to relax as I turned to face her. The anger I had been directing at her and Jaden shifted, curdling into something more volatile.

I hadn't seen her since the day I walked her out of my office nor had I heard anything from her since then, but I wasn't stupid enough to believe that meant she had given up.

No. She was planning something. That manipulative, poisonous bitch was always planning something And I needed to be ready.

"She is my half-sister," I replied without mincing words,

Kasmine blinked rapidly, trying to wrap her head around what I had just said, "What? I don't understand. What do you mean she is your half-sister?"

"She's my father's illegitimate child. One of my father's numerous mistakes." I said, doing little to hide the disgust in my tone as I strode to the armrest of the chair and picked up my shirt.

"I... I don't understand, Kes. Dad had...""

"Yes, baby. He had another woman aside from his mate. She was born about a year before me," I put on my shirt, Ever wondered why my parents didn't stay together?"

I walked over to her and caressed her cheek, "Don't worry. Harina isn't a threat, okay? I'll make sure she doesn't come anywhere near you." I kissed her lips before turning to the door. "Get some rest. No one would bother you for the rest of the day."

I swallowed down the drowning need to ask her why she was at Leropita Hospital.

I swear to fuck, I was tempted, but I had to stop myself. I wasn't ready to know why she was there.

For what felt like the thousandth time, I declined the call.

Again

And again.

Fuck! Can't she take a goddamn hint?

The phone buzzed once more, vibrating like an annoying fly that refused to die. My patience, already razor-thin, snapped. I snatched it up and answered, my voice laced with venont

"Tell me how you'd like to die, Claire, because you're certainly begging for death." I spat into the phone, my voice rising a notch. "Because that's the only reason I can think of for this level of stupidity."

There was a sharp inhale on the other end.

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"What's going on? You've been ignoring my calls for days now if

my control again. "I thought even someone with your level

There was a pause.

had something... I mean..." She said in a pathetic, sniffling voice. And..

I blinked.

Was she crying?

scoff pushed

actually give

polite. That's all. You mistbok basic courtesy for something it wasn't, and

the calls, the texts, including the date... You seemed really nice to me some weeks

took a slow sip of my whiskey, savoring the burn as I leaned back. "I called you three times, texted you twice, and bought you lunch

"But I..."

gestures, it's totally on you. Nothing can ever happen between us. Purge your mind off it," I dropped the

knock on the door made me shift my focus from the phone, which I was about to smash

is it?" I asked, standing up from

"Who else, dumbass?"

need anyone to tell me

on in," I replied, taking lazy

I could brace myself, Norlan was already striding in like he owned

anything less than a fucking menace?"

it. Brown hair, always slightly tousled like he didn't give a damn, with that effortless kind

Norlan," I muttered with a hand

reek of overpriced whiskey and questionable decisions. Some

"Neither does your inability to dress like

at his black shirt-half unbuttoned-paired with dark pants and boots. He made

is fashion, Kester. You wouldn't understand. Too busy brooding in

down on the table. "Youy that like you don't

the same damn thing"

with style.

a laugh, crossing the room in

I returned it, slapping

he admitted, his tone dropping

before stepping back and studying

I should

grabbing the bottle of whiskey from the table and pouring myself another drink. "You're late. I am already handling the trouble part without

arched a brow.

slow sip, letting the burn settle before answering. "Depends. Ever heard

have. And even if I haven't, as long

about the fact that I ran into June this morning? She looked like she'd just won the fucking lottery." He tilted his head, eyes glinting with amusement. "Still as stunning as I remember