Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 385

KESTER.

“You fucking asshole! I turned so fast my wound nearly split open again, but I didn’t care. I lunged at Saint, my voice lod enough to turn heads in the damn hallway. He stood there like a statue, hands buried in his pockets, with his expression like stone, as if none of this shit was his fault.

He didn’t even have the fucking right to be here, let alone stand like he wasn’t sorry.

The moment we arrived at the nearest hospital we could find, Kasmine had been torn from my arms and rushed into the emergency ward. She wasn’t conscious. And she was fucking bleeding from between her legs!

I tried. Fuck, I tried so many times to push into the operating room. The security, the nurses, and even one of the doctors had to hold me back. They had to go as far as threaten to walk off the case and leave my mate to die on that cold fucking table if I didn’t back down.

That was the only reason I didn’t break the door down with my bare hands.

It was after their threat that I finally let some half–assed medic treat the stab wound in my thigh. I barely felt the pain. The only thing I could feel was the ache ripping through my chest.

I was losing my goddamn mind.

If anything happens to her…

No. I couldn’t even let myself think it.

thing

lost her… I was going to drag Saint and every single

jabbing my finger into his chest.

was shaking. I could feel my

red. It covered my vision and

clenched my fists so hard I felt

to contain my aggression, because at this point, I needed something… or someone… to bleed out this rage onto. Anything to get it out of my chest before I fucking exploded. And God help me it doesn’t end up

‘Kes…”

one more fucking time, Norlan,” I growled without turning. ‘Just say it

heart was racing like it was trying to

eye contact with the arrogant bastard standing in front of me. “Tell me something…

got a reaction. It was just a slight tick in his jaw, but

behind me.

I ignored him.

new standard?” I scoffed, shaking my head slowly like he’d just disappointed me. “Pleasure at work, huh? Or wait… Of course, what should I expect from a man who couldn’t keep

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that’s what made this easy. I knew exactly where to hit him. Men like us? We profert our egos with our liver, the dAA ĐÀO fuck about anything else. But insult our

wanted

the little cracks in that blank expression