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.

one thing was

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

my finger

shaking. I could feel my

was red. Pure bleeding red. It covered

my fists so hard I felt the wound

could 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 being Norlan, who kept tapping my shoulders occasionally to mutter a “Kes. You need to calm down.” It already sounded like a fucking mantra to my ears, and I was bored

‘Kes…”

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

tight, and my heart was racing like it was trying to

me. “Tell me something… I leaned forward, “Your Beta’s fucking your stepsister,

slight tick in his jaw, but it

shifted behind me.

I ignored him.

disappointed me. “Pleasure at work, huh? Or wait… Of course, what should I expect

Chapter 385

We profert our egos with our liver, the dAA ĐÀO fuck about anything else. But insult our pride? Our reputation? Our control? That’s

wanted

that blank expression he always carried like