Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 184

Chapter 184

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 lower lip.

“Unless,” he mused, “you do want everyone to know what we’ve been up to.” His smirk sent heat rushing up my neck. “I don’t mind, Kasmine,” he said in a velvet–smooth and taunting voice. “Not one bit.”

Rage coiled tight in my gut, and I felt like punching him in the face.

“Let. Me. Go,” I bit out, even though my will at defiance was struggling within me. A greater part of me was being compelled by an unseen force to do as he had said. The grip of the Blood Claim was already sinking its claws into me, compelling me to obey him.

“Now, be a good girl,” he murmured, his fingers brushing down my arm, leaving a trail of

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possession in their wake. “Go inside. To your room. Do not come out until I say so.”

I humphed and stepped out of the car, ignoring the chorus of greetings from the guards. and maids outside, my skin still burning, my pulse roaring in my ears.

When I pushed the door open, I paused when I saw Mum and Dad. They weren’t exactly in

–

a happy welcoming mood. They looked like they were in a heated argument, and I just walked in on them.

They hadn’t even noticed me walk in.

But the moment my mother caught sight of me, she transformed. “Kasmine, darling, she cooed, her voice so smooth and her expression shifting like a well–rehearsed act.