Lahat ng Kabanata ng Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother: Kabanata 211 - Kabanata 220

SIX YEARS AGO.KESTER.It's been a week since I killed Nagel Vale. And, of course, the witnesses.Currently, he has been declared a missing person by the authorities.Did I feel guilty?Fuck, no.Was I worried?Just a bit.I wish I had seen his body, just to be double sure. There was no harm in trying to be double sure.I needed to see his cold, lifeless body to be completely satisfied that Kasmine was safe from that bastard for good.I sat on the edge of my bed and clenched a fistful of my hair like the roots held the answers to every problem eating at my brain.I had a lot coming up for me in less than two years from now. I was supposed to become Alpha at twenty-four. That was the plan. Take over the pack, take over my father's company, take over everything I'd been trained for since I could fucking walk.And yet here I was, embarrassingly and shamelessly boring a hole in the wall demarcating my room and Kasmine's.I have never felt this stupid in my life. God, I felt like a fucking

PRESENT.KASMINE.Whoever this Alpha Saint was, he had to be someone... serious? Influential? Terrifying? I didn't know. But one thing was clear... Nagel didn't like hearing his name. At all.Because, how the hell was Nagel a bit panicked about Alpha Saint’s involvement in whatever?Alpha Kex, who had just been laughing like a lunatic, immediately stood up, cursing under his breath. His face had drained of all that sick amusement, and now he looked like a dog who had just heard a bigger one growl in the distance. He dressed back up quickly, muttering to Nagel about how "that motherfucker better not get in my business" as they both stormed out of the room.I exhaled in relief the moment the door slammed shut.God... thank Selene.My shaking hands reached to adjust the torn neckline of the gown and pull it over my chest. I wiped my face roughly, trying to stop the tears that had been falling nonstop. It was pointless. I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't stop shaking. My body didn't feel l

KESTER.How much longer was I supposed to keep sitting on my hands?Four fucking days.Four days without my mate.Every damn hour felt like I was being skinned alive, like some cruel bastard had peeled back my flesh and was dousing me in salt just to see how long before I broke.I won't lie, Saint and his crew had been on their grind. They weren't sleeping. They barely even blinked. Since they found out Nagel wasn't on land, everyone knew shit had gotten real. Even Saint's loyal bitch, Karashi, had learned to stay the fuck out of the way.But none of that changed the fact that my mate was still gone. And I was losing my fucking mind.My phone pinged, and when I brought it out, it was a text from Karlos."We've got Alpha Wes where you want him." Perfect. Finally. One glimpse of light. Something to punch and hurt and make bleed.I had someone to pour my anger and frustration on while we waited for any signal at all that would tell us exactly where that crafty bastard was. Although Saint

KESTER."Send part of his remains to Karina," I had muttered, still picking dried blood off my knuckles like lint. "Tell her it's a peace offering from me. Rehab can be lonely. Might as well remind her that the world still sees her.""Wrap up the balance of his meat. Send it to his pack members. The Blood Crescent pack has never received a gift from their Alpha. Let me be the first to give them one."I had instructed my men before stepping out.I checked the time, and I was still on schedule. I planned on spending just two hours with Wes, and I kept to it.Now, I had somewhere else to be.But not before I drowned in the exciting scene playing out before me. Because this moment right here? Worth every second.There was no need to step out of my car. I had already stepped out once, and that was like ten minutes ago, before everything went up in flames... I mean... Literal burning flames licking the sky and curling like fingers of the devil himself.Sirens blared from outside – emergency

KASMINE.I must've blacked out the moment that hot iron touched my skin, but I didn't know how long I was gone.By the time I opened my eyes, everything was spinning. My vision was blurry, my head pounded, and my body felt like it had been dragged through hell.Because it had.I was slung over someone's shoulder—one of Nagel's men, I guess. We weren't on the boat anymore. We were somewhere on land.The air reeked of mold and metal. I couldn't keep my eyes open for long, but I caught glimpses of cracked walls, broken windows, and a filthy wooden floor covered in dirt and old blood stains.The man dropped me harshly on the dusty floor. I groaned but didn't have the strength to do anything else.My body was fried and numb… but my brain? Oh, it was starting to catch up real quick. I wasn't the only one there. The room that looked like an abandoned living room was full of movement, like some sick deal was about to go down and the devil was already circling the block.Scary-looking men with