Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 140

Chapter 142

KASMINE

My legs propelled me before my brain had the time to think I ran as fast as I could into the crowd.

All I could feel was him. That magnetic, horrifying pull closing in like a vice around my ribs.

I reached for Jake and pulled him by his arm. He was the closest person I could find. Claire was nowhere to be found.

"Jake. Jake. Come." I couldn't even form the words I wanted to say.

"What-babe, what's going on?" he stammered, confused, half-turning toward me.

1 didn't answer. I just yanked him with everything I had, dragging him out of the crowd and into the parking lot like the devil himself was behind us.

Because he was

I felt Kester's presence closing in on us like smoke. It was so fast that my heart almost jumped out of my mouth. His scent grew stronger, too. And it was mixed with fury and danger.

Panic clawed up my throat.

"Jake!" I practically threw myself into the passenger seat of his car-the old, beat- up piece of junk his uncle barely lets him drive. I didn't care. I slammed the door shut like it might keep a monster out.

"Drive! Just drive!" I screamed.

the keys, his heart pounding so loudly that I could hear it.

the car out of the lot and out of the compound and sped off. "What the hell, Kasmine? You

twisted in my seat, staring out the rear windshield, expecting to see a blur of black fur and

1. US.

I knew him

wouldn't just

came for us he'd catch up in seconds. And then

fine?" Jake asked, panic threading through his nervous words. Poor Jake. Always caught in the wreckage of my

voice, Just drive, Jake. Please. Anywhere. Just take me far

didn't realize I was crying until the tears blurred the

so hard I

my thighs.

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it to be. Despite myself, I still felt a strong, impossible pull toward the same direction 1 had just come

The

to deal with. And for the first time in

Because the truth was-

him at all. And I might never

an hour as Jake sped down roads neither

rundown little place tucked into the woods off a deserted stretch of road. The Oval Motel. Nothing but gravel under the tires and moths fluttering against the dim neon sign. It was quiet and

it was

finds the motel. He wouldn't know I was there. 1 Inside, I collapsed onto the worn-out bed. My limbs felt like stone, too heavy to carry

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