Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 360

KESTER.

The room was dim and too damn quiet for how loud everything inside me was screaming.

I sat slouched on the edge of the couch in the center of my pack house, elbows on my knees, head down, a full bottle of whiskey in one hand and my phone in the other. I didn’t even remember what time it was. Morning? Night? I didn’t care.

The carpet under my boots was soaked from earlier when the first bottle slipped out of my hand and shattered.

Norlan was upstairs. The doctor said he needed rest, but I knew he wasn’t sleeping. How could he when I hadn’t closed my eyes in two fucking days?

Norlan had decided to come with me to the pack house. He said I needed to be looked after. As if I was a baby. Or as if he

could stop the killing spree that was already taking root in my head.

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Why not? When the only person who was my balance, my sanity, and my blood was still nowhere to be found until now? I don’t give a fuck what the world thinks about mates, but that woman – my woman was the only thing keeping me from becoming something the gods couldn’t fix. But now, even the gods won’t be able to fix the damage that was about to befall

Kex, Wes, and Nagel.

I could feel myself unraveling.

a mess. My shirt was wrinkled and stuck to me with sweat. I hadn’t showered or eaten.

pacing inside me like a caged beast, ready to tear out of

dialed the

number I’d called thirteen times

a response. But finally, someone

a clipped voice

nearly slipping out of my hand. “What

the other end for a

voice returned, ‘We’ve assessed the situation, Alpha Kester. Nagel Vale operates under a level of stealth and protection

body cracked

fucking coward!” I roared, pacing across the room, rage spiking through my blood like fire. “You’re telling me that, your overpaid dicks–with–badges don’t have what it takes to capture one man? One piece of shit who’s

tried to backtrack. “Alpha, you have to understand… he’s off–grid, heavily

I asked, yoice dropping to something colder. “You should be. But not more than you should be scared of me. Because as soon as this

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hung up before 1 ripped

amber liquid spilled like blood across the floor, seeping into the broken screen

dropped to my knees

hair, tugging hard. My forehead pressed against the floor, and I finally let out a guttural scream that tore