Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

KASMINE.

The place was freezing. I couldn’t stop shaking.

My arms were numb. My legs were worse. I couldn’t feel my toes. Couldn’t even tell if they were still there. My skin burned from the cold, and every breath I drew in scraped my throat like sandpaper.

I was barely holding up.

My stomach twisted from hunger, and I could still taste bile. I’d thrown up whatever they’d tried to shove down my throat earlier. My lips were cracked. My throat was on fire. My wrists throbbed where the chains had bitten through.

I… I am going to die… I know this for sure.

I cried, but the tears no longer felt warm.

And in the middle of it all… There was one thought that kept crawling up my throat like a curse I couldn’t swallow.

I should have listened to Kester.

He was many things – aggressive, obsessive, reckless. But he was never wrong about the people around me.

He warned me about Jake

–

thank Goodness he was dead. He deserved a death worse than the one he had.

kept listening to my own stupid, stubborn instincts… The same stupidity and stubbornness that had also killed Claire. If I had listened to Kester and maybe let

deserved every fucking second of

I wasn’t a Luna.

I wasn’t a friend.

even a fucking

disaster that destroyed everyone who

Kester. Now,

of hell… and all I wanted was for

been days, I know. Even though the only thing I could see was nothing… Absolutely

of something whooshing. But I couldn’t

Because if I were still

living in fear. Nagel

he’d come back for it two more times

again, I’d bite off that excuse of a

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it.

the thoughts formed, the door creaked open, and I jerked up to a sitting position, even though the chains around my wrists and ankles didn’t let

able to

This one…

as his legs ate up the distance. As the dim