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Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 411

“Make sure they come back in one piece,” Kester said to Norlan, with warmth in his eyes as he pressed his hand briefly against Kael’s head. “You hear me, son? No broken bones today.”

“Yes, Daddy,” Kael said seriously, nodding hard.

Kester leaned down, cupped the back of Kael’s neck, and pressed his forehead to our son’s. “Always listen to Uncle Norlan,” he said firmly. Kael nodded with wide eyes, taking his father’s

words as law.

“We’ll take good care of them. You two, enjoy the quiet for once.” Norlan assured.

“Quiet?” Kester muttered under his breath, one corner of his mouth curling. “Not sure I remember what that sounds like.”

Norlan clapped his shoulder on the way out. “Then tonight’s your refresher course.”

Shoes scuffled, laughter spilled, and little voices argued playfully about who would sit where. The atmosphere buzzed with so much joy I thought my heart would burst just watching it.

When the door finally clicked shut behind them, a peaceful, sacred silence settled in.

against the doorframe, a smile tugging at my lips. Five years ago, I never thought I’d see this day. I never thought I’d

pulling me back against a chest I knew better than my own heartbeat. His scent… so dark, so warm, só

I look at them and…

ear. His voice was low, smoky, and devastating. “Then maybe we should

me, so fast and wild that

arms, pinning me against the wall with just the weight of his stare. His eyes burned

ready to bear more of my pups, Mine?” he asked, his voice rough

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but the answer came without a single hesitation. My smile

corner of his mouth lifted in that dangerous, possessive way that had once terrified me, and now… now it only made me melt. He pressed his forehead

that – his hands on me, his mouth claiming mine,

–

story of us had no ending. Only

a story

THE END.

*****

AUTHOR’S NOTE:

forget. It was dark, raw, beautiful, and so

it unforgettable was you, my

kept me going. You stood with Kester when he was at his darkest, you

more than words on pages. It’s a memory we built together. And even though their

I am deeply, deeply grateful. You are the reason stories like this come alive. You are the reason I pour

a little secret. This book will soon be available in hard copy. If you want to hold their love in your hands, if you want Kester and Kasmine on your shelf forever, please make sure you’re following me on IG,