Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 290

Chapter 292

Chapter 292

KESTER.

I was in a goddamn hurry to return home.

My phone had been vibrating nonstop-Kasmine had left over a hundred voicemails, cursing and crying about why I instructed the guards not to let her leave the house.

She was seething. And I could almost hear the stomp of her feet through the phone as she demanded answers.

But I didn't respond.

I don't pacify storms. I command them.

I'd be with her soon enough. She could scream into the walls all she wanted until then. Right now, I had a pest to crush beneath my boot.

Blaine

He was standing before me. He wasn't worthy of putting his rotten ass on my seat.

I allowed the silence to envelop us properly as I sipped slowly from my glass of whiskey, watching him through the rim.

I took in the form of the man who had been terrorizing my parents and threatening

to rip the pack in two.

Fuck. I should have known.

He was Trent's brother. I hadn't set eyes on him in a long time.

I used to know Trent when my father was still Alpha.

He had been a good guy. Golden boy. Clean-hearted. The kind of guy I respected.

Trent had moved to a different country to pursue his acting career.

And his brother?

This fucker here?

stayed back with his father and marinated in bitterness. Always barking about justice

what he really

rot, wrapped

a stocky little blond with lashes so pale they looked singed. Built like a gym-rat accountant. Like

looked like a

was trying to wear a crown made of matches, lighting fires in my

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Wrong fucking move.

another gulp from my

stared, putting up defiance. I hated that sit. That look

that death

caught a glimpse of the bottle of whiskey, and I was

Fuck.

was never enough. I needed

pack?" I asked, after letting the burn

watched the micro-shift in his expression. He was about to cough

brought with him before I spoke

to think you can lead a rebellion in my

seeming

actually casual?

was as serious

didn't answer

time to

the desk,

in your pack, Alpha Kester," he said, holding my gaze, "And no amount of whiskey

"Remate with your step-cousin. That's what

the moment we rejected each other. You know how

"Right. So the girl moves on... and what? You start a fucking

what this is about. Don't play dumb,

teeth by people who acted solely out of personal beliefs and conscience without as much as consulting me about it

Just like everyone else when the higher-ups decide what

the law, and I obeyed

I asked, pouring myself another glass of drink.

said. "I want balance. You're mated to your sister. You want to lead this pack? Then show the same fucking sacrifice

Brave." I stared at him dead in the

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