Trigger warning!!! Intended for mature readers who enjoy morally complex, slow-burn, possessive, forbidden, dark romance that pushes boundaries. ***EXCERPT*** Blood everywhere. Trembling hands. "No!" My eyes blurred. His lifeless eyes stared back at me, his blood pooling at my feet. The man I loved—dead. Killed by the one person I could never escape - my stepbrother. *** Kasmine's life was never hers to begin with. Kester, her stepbrother, controlled and monitored her every move. At first, it was all sweet and brotherly until it began to turn into an obsession. Kester was the Alpha, and his word was law. No close friends. No boyfriends. No freedom. The only consolation Kasmine had was her twenty-first birthday, which was supposed to change everything. She dreamt of finding her mate, escaping the sickening control of Kester, and finally claiming her own life. But fate had other plans for her. On the night of her birthday, not only was she disappointed that she wasn't mated to the love of her life, but she found out that her mate was none other than him - Her tormentor. Her stepbrother. She'd rather die than be mated to a man whom she had known as her big brother all her life. A man who would do just anything to make sure she was his. But when love turns to obsession, and obsession turns to blood, how far can one girl run before she realizes there is nowhere else to run to?
View MoreKESTER."Leave us," I said to Lance, James, and Dylan.They hesitated for a fraction of a second—perhaps debating whether it was wise to leave me alone with her. But one deathly look from me sent them moving. The door clicked shut behind them.I leaned back, studying her as she moved with that aura about her—the kind that suggested she belonged anywhere she pleased.She sat down.Bold of her.I hadn't even offered her a seat."It's been a while," she mused, tilting her head just slightly, her gaze raking over me. "You've grown into a fine young man, Kester."Her voice was smooth, like fine silk wrapped around a blade.Her short, blonde hair still looked as silky as I remembered, only, this time, it was more well taken care of. Because the last time I had that hair wrapped in my hands, it took a good number of able-bodied men to tear her away from my grip. I left it in a mess."Good thing you've had your hair fixed, Karina," I murmured, my tone as empty as my patience, "I see your hair
KASMINE.The car pulled over at the parking lot, and only then did I realize how much I had missed home. It's been a few weeks since I last visited.The pack was busy as usual, with people going about their usual activities.We arrived less than five minutes after our heated session. It took me a surprisingly short time to arrange my hair. My hands trembled as I adjusted my dress, smoothing out imaginary creases.I reached for the door handle, my fingers curling around it, ready to bolt—but before I could step out, a strong hand latched onto my arm, pulling me back.A breath hissed between my teeth."Let me go," I snapped, whipping around to glare at him.Kester's deep green eyes locked onto mine with an amusement that made my stomach churn."Behave yourself. Don't go showing everyone how angry you are, or they might begin to ask questions," his gaze fell from my eyes to the side of my lips where he had bitten, and something dark crossed his eyes.His tongue darted out to wet his lowe
KASMINE.It was painful at first but got better when he introduced his fingers to the party. He circled, pinched, and rubbed my clit as his hips jerked up, meeting my rhythmic moves."Oh, fuck. You'll be the end of me, Kasmine," he rolled his eyes, and I saw the raw pleasure in them.The pain and pleasure were so overwhelming that I thought it wouldn't end anytime soon. And it didn't. At least, not with Kester. Not when he fucked like he was collecting a debt I owed him.I was scared we might not be done by the time we reached the pack. I saw the familiar territory come into view. We were less than fifteen minutes away."Kester... We are close," I managed through ragged breaths and blurry eyes, but he only smirked."Scared mum and dad would see us fucking?" He asked, plunging into me so hard it felt like he was right in my chest.I leaned down and kissed him, cupping his face in my trembling hands as my release coiled tighter and hotter.He seemed to like it whenever I did that becaus
KASMINE.The heat between us was unbearable. It coiled in my stomach, twisted up my spine, and spread through my veins like wildfire.Straddling Kester's lap, I could feel every rigid inch of him pressing against me, the hard muscles of his thighs beneath mine, the slow rise and fall of his chest as he breathed me in.His fingers trailed up my thighs, setting my nerves on fire. My dress was already bunched up at my waist, leaving me bare to his touch, to the wicked things I knew he was about to do to me."You're burning up for me, aren't you?" Kester's voice was low, rough, and full of smug satisfaction as he slipped a single finger between my folds, dragging it through my wetness.I gasped, my fingers tightening around his shoulders, nails digging into the fabric of his white sleeves. The pressure, the teasing stroke, everything was enough to send a violent shudder through me."Kester…" My voice was breathy and desperate.His dark eyes burned into mine, filled with raw possession, wi
KESTER.Fucking bitch!I thought she was dead or something.Why didn't she stay wherever the fuck she just crawled out from?Rage curled through my muscles like a vice, my fingers twitching as I fastened my seatbelt."Kester... You have to breathe... You are too tensed," Kasmine said from beside.I had booked the next available flight back to New York the second Lance sent that cursed message. Of all the goddamn problems circling me like vultures, Karina was the one I needed to deal with first."Kester. What's going on? You can talk to us," June asked. Her hand reached toward mine, and I recoiled like she was some disease-ridden mutt.Instead, I grabbed Kasmine's hand, the one resting idly on the armrest between us. I squeezed, drawing in the warmth of her skin. Instantly, the chaos in my head steadied—just a little.She calmed the storm in me always.The hurt in June's eyes when I withdrew from her and took my sister's hand instead was sincerely insignificant. The last thing I gave a
KASMINE.Something was off.June sat at the kitchen table, absentmindedly stirring the coffee in her cup, the spoon clinking against the ceramic in a slow, repetitive rhythm.She wasn't drinking it.She was just staring into the dark liquid, lost in her own thoughts."What's wrong?" I asked, leaning against the counter. "You don't look happy."She sighed—deep, heavy—before lifting the cup to her lips and taking a small sip. Then, slowly, she turned to face me."Kasmine..." She paused, looking at me.Something about how she looked at me made my stomach twist, and my palms feel suddenly too warm.For a fleeting second, the worst possible thought crossed my mind.Does she know what I and Kester did last night?I swallowed, forcing myself to keep my expression neutral. "Yes?"She hesitated as if weighing her words. "Have you ever spoken to your brother about me? Even once?"My stomach dropped, and that guilt I'd been trying so hard to bury came crawling back."I mean..." she continued, he
KESTER.I was spent. My cock still tingled at the tip, sensitive from the two times I had already taken her tonight. And gods, I wanted more.I had dragged Kasmine into the woods twice to fuck her. Fuck, she was like an addiction.I had to bring both of them back home before I'd be tempted to take her a third time. She was drunk, and it was so intoxicating fucking her in that state.Thankfully, June was still awake, so I didn't have to waste time worrying about how she'd get home. That meant I could focus entirely on Kasmine.I carried her inside, laying her down carefully on the bed, watching as she shifted slightly but didn't stir. She was completely out of it. If I touched her now, if I pressed my lips to her throat, my fingers between her thighs, my cock into her pussy, she wouldn't resist. She wouldn't stop me. And fuck, how it made my cock strain with need.But as much as I wanted to sink into her one more time, I knew I needed to stop.Such a baby.She'd made a mess at the bonf
KESTER.June was too weak for an Alpha's daughter. Sometimes, I wonder if Alpha Mellors was truly her father.Just a few pieces of glass had marred her face, and she was wearing plaster all over like a costume.I apologized to her like Mine wanted. She even made sure I dressed June's injuries, which I did carelessly.With the way the plasters looked right now, June had obviously redone what I had done. Good for her.She was lucky Kasmine made me do it. Otherwise..."Come on, Kester, let's join the dance!" June came to me with a cup of whatever local wine the natives served them, and she was all smiles and teeth, almost as if I hadn't been the one who caused her pain some hours ago."Go on, June. I'm not in the mood." I waved at her, and she barely maintained her smile as she walked back into the small crowd of people who danced like they had nothing to worry about.Well, as for me, I had a lot to worry about. One of them was keeping an eye on Kasmine.She was having the fun of her lif
KESTER.She was still standing there. She fucking stood like she could fucking fix me.The fear in her eyes faded too fast, dissolving into something worse. Something sickly.Concern.What was she? Kasmine? My mother? Some fucking saint who thought she could put me back together, piece by piece, like it was her duty?"Kester," She whispered, ignoring the blood dripping out of her face. She wasn't healing just yet. How would she heal when the pieces of glass were still in her flesh, and all she cared about was me?She should have been backing away, pressing her hands to her wounds, pulling the shards out—something, anything.But no. She stood there.She wouldn't move. Wouldn't cry. Wouldn't flinch.I wanted her to flinch.I wanted her to stop looking at me like that… Like she could still see something in me that wasn't already rotting.Blood streaked down her cheek, down her arm, onto the floor—staining the fucking floor.Like if she tried hard enough, if she held on long enough, I'd g
KASMINE'S POV."No..." I whispered, my hands trembling uncontrollably as my blurry eyes took in the sight before me. "Wh.. What have you done?" I choked, taking slow steps backward, away from the man who I had thought was my savior and protector.I was wrong."Kasmine..." He called in his familiar deep voice that always remained calm no matter the storm raging in him."Don't come near me. You... You just killed him... You killed him..." I sobbed, feeling my limbs grow weaker by the minute as I kept staring blankly at the young man lying lifeless before me.We were in the woods. Just the two of us and the dead man."Stop being dramatic, Kasmine. He tried to force himself on you!" Kester's tone was a bit firmer now."He didn't! He barely even touched me! He was just talking to me, Kester! You just took an innocent life!" I screamed.I was fed up. I didn't know how much of this I could take anymore.Kester, my stepbrother, is the Alpha Of the Crescent Moon Pack. It was all so cute and har...
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