Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 147

Chapter 147

KESTER.

"What's going on, Kes?" June's heels clicked on the marble floor as she walked toward the mini bar, her reflection glinting off the glass cabinetry as she poured herself into the room like she had truly become a part of the home.

I didn't even turn to face her. I didn't look up. My fingers curled around the crystal glass of whiskey, my eyes fixed on the ice slowly melting inside it with lethal quietness.

I was thinking of when would be the best time to go and get any mate and take her back home. When would the best time be to shatter the illusion of freedom she thought she had? This afternoon? Or tonight?

June was just one final piece on the board. One final checkmark before I cleaned the house.

Karina - check

Wescor and Belinzo-check.

Kex and the fake Elvris - double-check.

Ongoing deal with the real Elvris - check.

Alpha Mellors' irrevocable contract - check.

June about to be checkmated.

"I just saw the news about Karina. This is... Who would have ever thought?" She dropped her overpriced bag on the couch like it was beneath her and sauntered over to me, snatching the whiskey from my hand without so much as a blink. She sipped from it, her gloss-stained lips brushing the rim where mine had just been.

I said nothing

"Honey? Are you alright?" she asked, crouching slightly, palms cupping my face. Her tone softened, all sugary sweetness and concern. "I know you must be a little shaken from everything that's happened with Karina. But look on the bright side..." Her smile curved up. "You have no other contender for the Alpha position."

As if I didn't know that? As if it wasn't obvious that I had no contender for my position anymore?

fingers around her wrists and

have something to tell you." I nodded toward the seat opposite me, and she obeyed

1. me.

red lipstick so religiously? Did she think

always in those little dresses that barely covered

is it, baby?" She asked,

Good

I said

longer be a variable.

was tired of

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just to watch the way her fingers fidgeted against the hem of her dress. That little smile she wore? It was beginning to

Good

back, the leather of the armchair sighing beneath me as I lifted my whiskey once

"I'm calling it off."

Like she hadn't heard me. Like maybe her ears

"This whole wedding," I

a soft clink. "The charade. The staged affection. The engagement.

statue

in a tone far too calm, she said, "You won't dare call

humor. No warmth. Just ice

in an hour," I said, standing slowly.

be announcing

eyes followed me. And then she

the fuck is

where she had dumped her bag like she'd

her hand inside. Pulled out

I watched quietly.