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?

Always

what he really

was rot, wrapped

I saw and recognized him, I almost laughed. Blaine-the revolution's face-was a stocky little blond with lashes so pale they

looked like a Ken doll that

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

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Wrong fucking move.

called, taking another gulp

up defiance.

man who hadn't realized that

eyes caught a glimpse of the bottle of

Fuck.

never enough. I

on in my pack?" I asked, after letting the burn of the whiskey

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

brought with him before I spoke

lead a rebellion in my pack, Blaine," I

meeting seeming too

actually casual?

as serious as death

didn't answer right

he didn't. Cowards always need time to chew on their

second too long, and I leaned forward, my elbows on the desk, cradling the now

pack, Alpha Kester," he said, holding my gaze, "And no amount of whiskey is gonna help you ignore

ahead," I said slowly, "Remate with

second mate the

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

"You know what this is about.

of personal beliefs and conscience without as much as consulting me about it first. So now

burned. "I was forced. Just like everyone else when the higher-ups

and I obeyed

want pity?" I asked, pouring myself another glass of drink. The

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

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