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 barking about justice

he really

rot, wrapped in

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

a Ken doll that got into

to wear a crown made of matches, lighting fires

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Wrong fucking move.

called, taking another gulp

respond. He just stared, putting up defiance. I hated that

that

caught a glimpse of the bottle of

Fuck.

never enough. I needed

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

watched the micro-shift in his expression.

with him before I

think you can lead a rebellion in my pack, Blaine," I added,

the meeting seeming

actually casual?

as serious as death

answer

always need time to chew on their balls before they

stretched a second too long, and I leaned forward, my elbows on the

Alpha Kester," he said, holding my gaze, "And no amount of whiskey is

said slowly, "Remate with your step-cousin. That's what you want, isn't

mate the moment

So the girl moves on... and what?

"You know what this is about. Don't

beliefs and conscience without

like everyone else when the higher-ups decide what morality should look

the law, and I

another glass of drink. The bottle

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

at him dead in the

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