Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 133 Chapter 133 KASMINE.

"Miss? Miss? Are you okay?" A soft, feminine voice filtered into my haze. My eyelids foughtas I forced them open, squinting against the harsh strip lights above. My face was sticky with dried tears, and my throat felt like sandpaper.

"Uh.... Yeah..." I croaked, barely recognizing my own voice, my confusion colliding with panic. Where... Where was 12 Oh, shit! I was still in the convenience. I sat on the floor and cried until I dozed off.

"Are you sure you are okay, ma'am?" The lady spoke again, and I took in her appearance. She was a janitor. She stood a few feet away, mop in hand, her brow pulled together with concern. Her blue uniform looked like it. had seen too many shifts and not enough sleep, but her voice was kind and soft.

I didn't respond. I pushed myself off the floor, wobbling on unsteady legs, ignoring the way she instinctively. reached out like she thought I might faint again. I glanced at my phone.

Fifty-two minutes. I had been out cold for almost an hour.

Fuck My legs jolted into action. I didn't even acknowledge the janitor as I stumbled past her. My heels clacked awkwardly on the floor as I all but ran out of the convenience store, heart hammering like it was trying to punch its way out of my chest. 1 'Get out. Just get out. Go home. Go anywhere but here.' I pushed through the glass doors of the venue and was immediately met with the roar of applause from inside the main hall.

My heart froze when My heart froze when I saw Kester and June.

He was kissing her.

His hand was on her lower back.

Her head was tilted up, her lips molded to his, and the crowd clapped louder, speople even standing to cheer. Then she pulled back, giggling like the perfect fiancée, and held up her left hand.

A thick, shiny diamond sparkled on her finger, catching the light and throwing it straight into my fucking face. My stomach lurched. I felt the bile rise up, acidic and hot. I swallowed hard, and it burned going down.

I wanted to march up that stage, rip the mic from the host's hand, and scream, "He switched my birth control, you sick fucks! He gotpregnant without my consent, and now he's parading his new bride around like he didn't just destroy me!" I wanted to grab june by her pretty little shoulders and shake her. Ask her if she knew what kind of monster she was smiling at.

Instead, I just stood there. Shaking so hard I felt like my bones were trying to escape my skin.

The applause finally started to die down. The host said something cheesy about love being in the air, and people laughed, wineglasses clinking as the music cback on. Rester and June descended from the stage, hand in hand, ready to greet the guests.

Chapter 133 I quickly wiped the tears that had started falling again with rough swipes before turning and heading out of the hall into the cold night air.

I had barely walked for more than five minutes when I saw Kester just ahead of me, leaning against a pillar.

I wouldn't lie, I was startled. But of course, he had the kind of speed I didn't have just yet, at least until I got my wolf.

I ignored his very presence and tried to walk past him, but he heldback.

"Mine, what's wrong?" He asked, and my blood boiled.

That word. Mine. I hated it now with every fiber in me.

I turned to him slowly, my fists clenched at my sides, every inch ofshaking from the inside out. He had that familiar crease between his brows-concern, confusion, that sstupid calm he wore every the tried to manipulateinto thinking I was overreacting I didn't say a word.

Instead, I slapped him hard across the face. His head jerked to the side. My palm stung like hell, but I didn't regret it not for one second.

He blinked, slowly turning back to face me. His cheek was red.

"You selfish, heartless bastard!" I hissed, "How could you? How could you do that to me? You switched my birth control pills, Kester! What the hell is wrong with you?!" I stepped back, "You didn't even ask me. You took that choice from me. Do you even realize how disgusting that is?" He didn't even flinch. His eyes narrowed.

Then-so casually it madenauseous-he asked in the calmest voice ever, like it was the most natural question in the world, "So you're finally pregnant?" I blinked at him. My heart felt like it just cracked in two.

"Is that all you care about?" My voice broke. "You ruin me, and the only thing you give a fuck about is if your little plan worked?" He didn't answer. His expression was totally unreadable.

I shook my head, bile creeping up my throat. "You're sick." "You're pregnant?" He asked again, as if he hadn't heard all I just said.

I swallowed hard and looked away, too disgusted to respond. My silence must've said enough.

"Mine..." He stepped closer, but I pulled back.

"Don't. Don't touch me. Don't talk to me. Don't even breathe in my direction," I spat, shaking my head. "You don't get to callMine anymore. Not after this." I turned to walk away with my heart racing, but his hand shot out and gripped my wrist, "Are you carrying my

child, Kasmine?” His voice was lower now. That mask of concern was om gone. His real voice was showing now. The one that scared me. The one that reinindedhe always got what he wanted, no matter what I yanked, but he didn't let go.

"Answer me." Chapter 133 I looked him dead in the eye. "Yes. I'm pregnant," I whispered. "And I'm getting rid of it." That made something shift in his face. His eyes instantly darkened, lips pressing into a hard line. That calm mask cracked, and underneath it, I saw the real Kester.

His grip on my wrist tightened just enough to make my skin pulse, "You will do no such thing," he said in a tone as cold as ice. "You think you get to make that choice?" I ripped my wrist from his grasp, glaring at him, "I don't think, Kester. I know. It's my body. My life. You lost the right to have a say the moment you usedlike sfucking incubator!" "Fuck, Kasmine. How else did you think I'd keep your stubborn ass glued tono matter what?" He asked, both his hands sliding into his pockets. God, that smug look on his face.

"I'll go as far away from you as possible, Kes. You'll never find me." I om threatened. "How fax can you go with the Blood Claim, baby?" He asked with a satisfied smirk playing on his face. And I froze.

"You will break the Blood Claim and letgo!" I counted my words om through gritted teeth, and I swear the Idok in his eyes gavethat answer I didn't need He wasn't going to do it.

Not a chance in hell. I was tied to this monster in more ways than one. I couldn't even tell where his manipulation ended, and my reality began anymore.

"You are a sick monster. I hate you, Kester!" I yelled into his face.

He didn't move. He just stood there staring at me. Cold and detached. With a smirk playing across his lips.

And that's what terrifiedthe most.

He didn't followas I turned and ran off into the night with tears blurring my vision.