Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 397

KASMINE.

FOUR WEEKS LATER.

It all still felt… unreal. Like I was living in someone else’s life. A dream I hadn’t woken up from.

A fairytale, maybe–but one that came after a storm. The kind you don’t fully trust because it feels too peaceful.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, not recognizing the woman looking back at me. My cheeks were fuller now, soft and round with the pregnancy. My eyes carried that permanent tiredness, yet there was a calmness I couldn’t explain. Maybe it was contentment. Or maybe I was just numb.

The fuck are you just standing there and doing nothing?” I heard Kester’s voice from the living room, dishing out orders, moving things around, barking at the staff, organizing that which he swore had to be perfect today.

to assist. Honestly, I felt too pampered. Like a royal egg that shouldn’t

even washed my own damn hair. Someone else was always around to do something for Sometimes, it felt like people

anything for myself. He bathed me. Dressed me. Tied my hair.

ing to

I got used to it.

terrified. After losing one of the triplets, he was done taking risks, especially with me and

for Kester, nothing would ever be fine unless he could personally guard my womb like a fortress.

past few weeks that has rapidly changed many aspects of our lives while giving us lessons

of the drama Kester and I had caused, maybe because of our relationship. But it went deeper than that. And I

Alpha Wes had so much planned out before Kester took him out. He had already sent some damning evidence against

too much for Mum to process. She felt like she’d been lied to all these years, and

was adamant. And now, they were in the