Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 138

Chapter 140

KASMINE.

"Hey babe," A voice sounded behind me as a warm hand wrapped around my waist from behind.

I almost jumped out of my skin.

"Jake! You scared me!" I sighed, placing my hand against my chest.

He chuckled softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from my face. "Why would you be scared in a hall full of people?" he teased, cocking his head with that soft smirk he always wore when he was trying to make me forget how broken things really were. "No one can hurt you here. Relax."

I tried. I really did.

He looked cute tonight, in that signature Jake style-white trousers, snug black T- shirt... Casual. Clean Boy-next

door handsome. The kind of look that once made me feel butterflies just from catching his scent.

Now? The butterflies were barely breathing. Limp-winged Exhausted.

I forced a smile. Forced the ache in my gut to turn into warmth, to find something-anything-in me that still fluttered for him.

"Cheer up, babe," he said gently, his thumb brushing the side of my arm. "You look gorgeous tonight."

His voice dipped, "I wish I could kiss you right now." There was something raw in the way he said it-like he knew time was a thief waiting to snatch me from him.

He sounded nervous... Anxious. And I knew why. Tonight was the night the Moon could decide that I belonged to someone else.

He hated this part of our world.

So did I.

few days now. But I kept assuring him and telling him not to

before. Don't worry about it. It won't change any..." My words were cut midway by my

already at my side,

me, or did the whole world hear the thud my

wobbled with the reality of everything I was pretending not

off to the maids who stood waiting for

was so nervous that if you looked closely, you might see me trembling

hand slipped

back to look at

Because if I did-

the way he was looking

Chapter 140

not walk

was cold against my neck as I stepped

sat there, reminding you that this moment wasn't yours anymore

of wolves, all watching and right now, it felt like

to the center of the circle in my ceremonial gown

in the same long robes they

echoing across the crowd, "we honor Selene's design. Her

Selene.

loved and worshipped-even when she tore

she-wolves turning twenty-one. There were five

was in knots. My hands were ice. Every inch of me

snap if anyone said my name

parents kept throwing reassuring smiles at me, but it didn't

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