Semua Bab Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother: Bab 191 - Bab 200

KESTER.I didn't know the first damn thing about consoling my mate. What could I even say to patch up a wound that deep? Claire's death had shattered her, and watching her crumble this way gutted me.Claire's death made me fear for my best friend's life. He was still unconscious. The doctors said he had hit his head too hard and that his wolf had gone Mia. That was never a good sign.The chances of Norlan waking up were painfully slim. But I had faith. I had to. I couldn't lose him. No fucking way.I had already put the culprit of this wicked act in their place. I was eager to go teach the desperate fool a lesson they'd never forget for the rest of their miserable lives.For now, they'd remain in my basement with mild torture to keep them busy until I make time to visit them myself.Earlier at the hospital, the decision of where to take Kasmine nearly tore me apart. She was safe at my house, but she'd be way too lonely, especially now that she was grieving. Leaving her isolated could

KESTER.SIX YEARS AGO.The hunger kept growing insatiable. It wasn't just a craving anymore, it was a fucking problem. I couldn't sleep. I couldn't focus. I couldn't think straight. And it bothered the hell out of me.Last night, I almost made a mistake I would have lived my entire life regretting. I would never have been able to come back from it.My father and Jorja were in the city, hosting a business gala at the company. So, they spent the night away from home. Which meant the house was empty.Kasmine and I watched a movie together in her room. She had come to me, saying she was bored and needed company. She was also feeling the distance I was putting between us and I felt terrible for her. She had no friends anymore, except for Claire. I made that happen. And now, like a fucking coward, I was slowly withdrawing from her.That was truly unfair.I had to see a movie with her, out of guilt.It was a rom-com. But the scene where those couples fucked like they had been starved of sex

KESTER.I drove as fast as my car could carry me. The tires screamed against the asphalt as if they shared in my urgency. My fingers clenched the steering wheel tight enough to leave dents, and my pulse thudded louder than the engine.I had expected some good news, but nothing had prepared me for such a speedy arrival of the news.Fuck.At least, after everything that had gone to hell these past few days, for once, finally, something had gone right.I barely brought the car to a full stop before I threw open the door and bolted out. The engine was still humming when I slammed it shut and took off toward the entrance.Was that a fucking smile on my face?Hell, yes! That was a smile! A real fucking one!"Good morning, Alpha," a lady greeted, blinking at me like I’d grown wings."Good morning, dear. How are you doing?" I replied, my voice unusually light, almost foreign to my own ears.The lady stood confused. She hadn't given me a response to my question. But I didn't even take it to he

KESTER."You need to go home, man. You could use some rest," Norlan urged me but the thought of returning home made something twist in my stomach.The thought of being in the same house with Kasmine without being able to see her killed me. I'd rather not be home right now. And, perhaps, tomorrow, I'd get her out of the pack house already. It was time to return to our home.“I’m fine,” I muttered, pinching the bridge of my nose before burying my face in my palms. “You just focus on healing. I need you back on your feet. There’s a lot to deal with.”We went back to the awkward silence that had fallen upon us the moment I told him June was the one responsible for all the shit that had happened in the last few days.I knew Norlan. I already knew what was going through his head. He was probably trying to work out how the hell to walk back every brutal thing he said should be done to the culprit. Probably replaying his own words and feeling them stab a little deeper now.At least he didn’t

KESTER.I hurried to the house as fast as my car could take me.I didn't even wait for the engine to cool. The moment I pulled into the driveway, I slammed the gear into park and flew out of the car, the door banging shut behind me with a violent thud. Gravel crunched beneath my boots as I sprinted up the steps, nearly ripping the front door off its hinges as I burst inside.I froze for a heartbeat in the doorway of the living room. The faint scent of baked bread still lingering from dinner.Mum was perched beside Dad on the couch, one hand draped over his arm, her eyes shining with amusement. He was mid-sentence, chuckling about something I didn't care to know until I caught the tail end of his words, spoken just before the door crashed shut behind me:"...I hope she reasons with him."My blood ran cold.I didn't need context.I knew who they were talking about. It was Kasmine.But who the hell was the "he"?They lifted their gazes in my direction, and their little chit-chats died ab