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 didn't get the

Because she appeared.

Kasmine.

Descending the stairs.

And fuck me-l froze.

my pulse. Even June's grip on me

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

the back and pinned low, with soft tendrils framing 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

fell to June's

it shredded me

once, then pulled her shoulders back, holding her chingh and waving aside what she had just

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even speak

us straight toward the table like I

couldn't

out a smile

jerked my arm from June's grasp,

but I

whose back was how to me,

adjusted the hem of her dress like she needed a moment to compose herself. Or maybe

in two strides. She had barely settled in her seat

her, bending slightly to meet her eye. My fingers

in a firm tone,

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