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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been ignoring

exhaled slowly, regaining my control again. "I thought even someone with your level of

There was a pause.

had something... I mean..." She said

I blinked.

Was she crying?

scoff pushed past my

I actually give her such an

basic courtesy for something it wasn't, and that's your

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

burn as I leaned back. "I called you three times, texted you twice, and bought you

"But I..."

Nothing can ever happen between us. Purge your mind off it," I dropped

focus from the phone, which I was about to smash into

it?" I asked, standing up from my

"Who else, dumbass?"

didn't need anyone to tell me who it

replied, taking lazy steps

I could brace myself, Norlan was already

a fucking menace?" He grinned, shutting the

than me, but he carried himself with an arrogance that made up for it. Brown hair, always slightly tousled like he didn't give a damn, with that effortless kind of handsomeness that had always made women double-take, and a face that was just enough to

as ever, Norlan," I muttered with a

still reek of overpriced whiskey and questionable decisions. Some things

smirked. "Neither does your inability to dress

shirt-half unbuttoned-paired with dark pants and boots. He made a show

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

finally setting my glass down on the table. "Youy that like you don't

the same damn thing"

but I brood with style. There's a

a laugh, crossing the room in two strides before grabbing me

I returned it, slapping

you," he admitted, his tone dropping just

Imuttered before stepping back and studying

I should check on my favorite psycho before

from the table and pouring myself another drink. "You're late. I am already handling the trouble

a brow. "Should I

burn settle before answering. "Depends. Ever heard the name

for half a second before it smoothed back. "Can say I have. And even if I haven't, as long

just won the fucking lottery." He tilted his head, eyes glinting with amusement. "Still as stunning as I