Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 330

The door creaked open. Soft footsteps padded in, and before I could urn, I felt that subtle, familiar heat against my back. That stupid, stubborn warmth that always tried to bloom in my chest whenever she was around began to take root.

She was standing there in her tiny socks and oversized unicorn sweater, blinking up at me with wide,

worried eyes.

"Kester! What happened to you?" she asked, her voice already laced with panic.

I didn't respond right away. I just turned my back to her, my fingers ranking impatiently at the buttons of my bloodied school shirt.

"It's nothing. Leave," I muttered, trying to sound as cold as I could. Bat my knuckles trembled a little as I peeled the shirt off and tossed it into the laundry basket.

I got into a fight again.

After the day I beat the hell out, of Troy at school, things had shifted People looked at me differently, with fear, respect, and caution. No one messed with me anymore. At least, no one from my school.

But the Shadow Valley kids were another story. They were doing a good job at pissing me off. Especially Nagel.

That idiot had been testing my patience for weeks, mouthing off like he had nothing to lose. So, today, I made sure he understood exactly who he was dealing with.

I was sure he lost a tooth or two.

But he still had the nerve to promise revenge.

Good. I'd be waiting. Because I would be glad to beat him again.

"Mum and Dad aren't home," Kasmine said softly. "I can call one of the maids to check your injury..."

"Don't," I cut in quickly, "I can take care of myself."

She paused, watching me. Her eyes flicked to the blood staining my shoulder, then to the bruising starting to swell on my knuckles.

"Should I... get you some ice?" she asked. "Does it hurt?"

Her voice was so gentle. So sincere.

It crawled under my skin, and I hated that it made something ache deep in my chest.

So, I snapped.

"Leave me alone, Kasmine!"

She flinched, taking a step backward like she didn't know whether to run or apologize or just disappear into the floor.

"I... I'm sorry," she whispered. Her voice cracked around the words. And when I turned to look at her, I saw those big green eyes were filled with tears. Her bottom lip trembled as she held back a sob.

'And it somehow got to me.

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turned quickly, yanked the door open with her tiny

several times to leave me one, but she

didn't know why I'd been restless since she ran out of my

I came to talk to

door was ajar, and the soft light from her princess-themed nightlamp painted the walls in pastel hues. She was curled up on her bed, her arms wrapped tightly around one of her

sad eyes lit up, and she

if unsure if I was there-to-yell at

strange, soft power in her gaze, like a

stirred

bigger and stronger than her. She had to be protected

the edge. It was awkward. I really didn't

rubbed the back of my neck, eyes fixed on the toy-strewn carpet. "I'm sorry... for

had already been

Kester. You were upset," she said gently.

almost laughed. Forgive me? Just like that?

was about to stand and make my escape, but

like that of an angel. It always made me feel calm and peaceful, even though I always yelled at her whenever she

those innocent eyes scanning my face with an

I looked away.

a friend. Norlan.

nodded as if that

sister. We could play together. Or watch a movie. I don't like it when you're sad all the time. Or alone." She said

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her tiny fingers, and ran

to leave me alone, but she kept insisting, and I didn't like it. But I didn't know why I'd

came to talk to

ajar, and the soft light from her princess-themed nightlamp painted the walls in pastel hues. She was curled up on her bed,

me, het sad eyes lit up,

as if unsure if I was there to yell at her again or to tell her

there was this strange, soft power in her gaze, like a candle refusing to go out in

stirred something warm I didn't want

she needed to be protected by someone bigger and stronger than her. She had to be protected from the world. She looked so little

walked toward her bed, dragging my feet a little, then sat down on the edge. It was awkward. I really

fixed on the toy-strewn carpet. "I'm sorry..." for

forgiveness had already been waiting on

Kester. You were upset,"

Forgive me? Just

muttered, managing a small chuckle I didn't quite feel. I was about to

my wrist.

angel. It always made me feel

she touched me.

her head, those innocent eyes scanning my

that cut. "Don't you have

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I looked away.

friend. Norlan.

nodded as if that