Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 295

Chapter 295

KESTER.

The dog lunged forward, barking... until I looked at it.

With just a glance, its body froze mid-growl. The hackles on its back still raised, but its eyes-those loyal, trusting, stupid eyes- went glassy.

It stared into me as if recognizing something ancient and stronger. Then it whimpered, backed away, and sat obediently.

"Good boy," I murmured as I stepped inside, brushing dust off my jacket sleeve.

The air inside was too warm. Melissa had been baking something-cookies, maybe. Something sweet and safe and homemade.

I inhaled it like perfume.

I strolled into the living room like I owned it. The couch was plush and gray with a throw blanket neatly folded over the armrest. i sat down, crossing one leg over the other, elbows spread wide across the backrest, claiming the space.

"Melissa," I called out calmly. "Bring the kids. Let's all sit together. I've had a long day. Don't be rude."

There was no response at first as they all stood frozen in the dining area.

Then, slowly, Melissa appeared first. Her face was pale, lips trembling, hands shaking by her sides. Behind her was her husband, holding the little girl, and the boy just behind them, clutching the hem of his dad's shirt.

The room was so quiet I could hear the dog's tail thump once against the floor before it stopped.

"There we go," I said with a smile, gesturing to the couch. "Come on. Sit with me. Let's be a family tonight."

Melissa didn't move.

Neither did the kids.

I tilted my head at the little boy. "You. What's your name?"

He didn't answer.

"I asked you a question."

His lips quivered. "...Jamie."

"Jamie," I repeated, tasting the name on my tongue. "Come sit beside me, Jamie. Don't be shy.

Melissa gasped and stepped forward. "Please," she said, barely above a whisper. "Don't involve them. Alpha, please. Whatever this is, just take it up with me."

I didn't respond. I slowly pulled up my phone to see who was calling at this crucial moment.

Kasmine..

Fuck. Wrong timing.

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was probably calling to

with her

I lifted my eyes again, Melissa's husband was already on his knees, 'Alpha, please," he whispered, his voice cracking under the strain of terror,

with amusement. He thought

was actually trembling, lips dry, eyes watery like a kicked mutt trying

he thought I was

Disgusting.

"Go get dressed, will you? Something nice. We're

her

kept insisting and..." Tears carved tracks down her face, and for a brief, vicious moment, I had the urge to trace those tracks with my claws and

Alpha." She choked, going down on

her

her, and she only gave a small nod.

them with satisfaction as they realized how much trouble they

a text, and I looked at the screen. It was Kasmine. She had called four times, and now

text.

me shifted. I grew a bit

unlocked the

me, Kester. It

Urgent?

gave

fear, the tension, the perfectly constructed moment

edges like fog

Real, chest-tightening, gut-wrenching

immediately, and thankfully, she

Are you hurt?" I rushed, eager to hear her voice and

tightened around the phone. I didn't even realize I'd stood up. My breath caught like it didn't know whether

There was a pause.

voice that always reached into the beast in me and tamed

I froze.

room behind me didn't matter anymore. None of it

Because she had spoken.

fault, she continued in a broken voice. "Please... don't take it out on her. I'm the one who made her tell me. She didn't mean to do anything wrong. She just..." A hitch in her breath. ...she was just trying

There was silence.

And it burned.

wasn't in that house

trapped