Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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?

with his father and marinated in bitterness. Always barking about justice and equality, parading himself around as

what he really

was rot,

revolution's face-was a stocky little blond with lashes so pale

hell, he looked like a

wear a crown made of matches, lighting

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Wrong fucking move.

another gulp from my

stared, putting up defiance. I hated that sit.

that death was sitting on his

the bottle of whiskey, and

Fuck.

never enough.

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

the micro-shift in his expression. He was about

he'd brought with him

of you to think you can lead a rebellion in my pack, Blaine," I added, relaxing on my

seeming

it actually casual?

serious as

answer right

need time to chew on their balls before they

the desk, cradling

holding my gaze, "And

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

found a second mate the moment we rejected each other. You know how the bond

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

know what this is

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

else when the

the law, and I

myself another glass of drink. The bottle was

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

at him dead in the