Chapter 227

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother,

Chapter 227

It was almost as though the packhouse was cursed. It wasn't letting our love

breathe. It keeps strangling what little love we had managed to build.

We were better off in my home. Our home.

I couldn't wait to return home with her after her transition ceremony, which was to take place on the day of her birthday.

"I'll go check on her,” I said, pushing my chair back abruptly,

Jorja blinked, surprised. "But-

I was already rising.

Fuck the meal.

She was all I could taste.

June moved before I could take another step, her perfume arriving a second before she did-jasmine, subtle but intrusive. The scent I had grown tired of already.

"Kester," she called sweetly, her hand sliding around my arm. Clingy. Possessive. Warm. "I'll come with you,"

I stiffened.

sit her desperate little ass back down, but I

Because she appeared.

Kasmine.

Descending the stairs.

And fuck me-l froze.

noise, my pulse. Even June's grip on me faded into background

in deep wine, the kind that wrapped around her beautiful thighs and

her face like nature had shaped them with intention. Her skin, pale under the warm chandelier light, looked like it needed rest. Needed

Fuck.

locked

to June's hand

blank, and it shredded me

her shoulders back, holding her chingh and waving

pause on

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didn't even speak to

us straight toward the table

I couldn't

follow her with her eyes, probably ready to toss out a smile or a pitiful greeting, but

jerked my arm from June's grasp, making her stumble

she gasped, but I didn't even

back was

her dress like she needed a moment to compose herself. Or maybe

two strides. She had barely settled in her seat when

My fingers closed gently around

a firm tone, gulping down my

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