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.

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

fury. My wolf was pacing inside me like a caged

dialed the number

number I’d called thirteen times in the

a response. But finally, someone deemed

a clipped

shot up from the couch, the whiskey bottle nearly slipping out of my hand. “What the fuck took you so long to pick

other end for a

operates under a level of stealth and protection we currently do not have the capacity

in my body cracked from how fense

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

tried to backtrack. “Alpha, you have

colder. “You should be. But not more than you should be scared of me. Because as soon

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before 1 ripped the

my hand. The amber liquid spilled like blood across the floor, seeping

my knees

my hair, tugging hard. My forehead pressed against the floor, and I finally