Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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KESTER.

I pulled back a little more, hands still on her waist. "What were you going with them?"

She tilted her head. "Them?"

"The guards."

Her mouth opened, then curved into a smile again. "Oh! The food. I was giving them the packs you bought last night/

My brow furrowed. "Why?"

pher

"Because there's no way I could eat all of that on my own. Not even in two days. It would go bad and be a waste."

My jaw clenched slightly. I looked down at her like she had just spoken a foreign language. "I bought it for you, Kasmine. Only you."

"And appreciate that. Really." She placed a hand over my chest. "But I don't need that much, Kester. It's okay to share when you have plenty."

I stared at her, completely still.

She gave a small laugh, eyes shining with something that looked dangerously close to affection. "You look like I just told you the

moon was square."

I was still stuck on the word 'share.' That shit had never sat well with me. Never had a reason to even think about it.

"I don't like sharing, and I've never had to share," I said in a low and rough voice. "Especially not when it comes to you. Or things

that are yours. Things I gave to you."

"I know," she said gently, "but think about it this way-if someone gave you more than you could ever need, and someone else had nothing, would you just hoard it all? Let it rot?"

I blinked at her, chewing on that thought like it was something bitter and foreign.

Her hand on my chest moved, fingertips brushing against my shirt as she spoke again. “Kester, it doesn't take anything away from me to let them have a little. And it makes them happy."

I looked away. "Yeah, well... I don't do that. I don't do friendly. I don't do sharing is caring speeches. That's not how I'm wired."

"I know," she said. "That's why I want you to go give the rest of the food to them."

back to her. "Wait.

"You heard me. The

lost your damn

use

share them," I growled, gesturing toward the door. "I have already compromised. Congrats on that. That's huge for me, you

to let me share it. But you

God.

grown two heads, "It's

her tone matter-of-fact, almost like she was explaining basic math to a stubborn child. "One is tolerance.

dropped to my sides. "You want me to go out there and... hand out

"Exactly."

over grown wolves who've skinned enemies alive. They'd die

snack."

"Then let them die. At least

There was silence.

do it," she said with a soft grin. "Say something like 'Thanks for guarding the house, guys. Here's lunch.

eyeing them like

"It's growth."

a hand down my face. "Fine. But I swear to Selene, if one of

"I'll kiss it better."

I smirked, "You're impossible."

said softly. "Which is why this matters. I'm not asking you to braid their hair or

pride clawed at my throat. But her words... they planted themselves in my chest like seeds I didn't want

dining room like I

eyes were warm and encouraging. That made it

damn food containers off the table. My hands felt stupid and heavy. How the hell did she make this look

and caught her leaning against the doorway, watching

knew how this would go. "You better not

she promised,

"I mean it, baby."

know, Kes," she whispered. "But I'm really proud

harder than I expected. It lodged itself

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only one who had ever told me she was proud of me. She had always

me like a spotlight. The guards had gone back to their various posts, but they looked like they weren't sure if the coast was clear after

eyes widened the

look like I was carrying

youngest-stood to attention like I was about to chew him out.