Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 252

Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 252

KASMINE.

“Hey babe,” A voice sounded behind me as a warm hand wrapped around my waist from behind.

I almost jumped out of my skin.

“Jake! You scared me!” I sighed, placing my hand against my chest.

He chuckled softly, brushing a loose strand of hair from ply face. “Why would you be scared in a hall full of people?” he teased, cocking his head with that soft smirk he always wore when he was trying to make me forget how broken things really were. “No one can hurt you here, Relax.”

I tried. I really did.

He looked cute tonight, in that signature Jake styfe–white trousers, nug black T–shirt… Casual. Clean. Boy–next–door handsome. The kind of look that once made me feel butterflies just from catching his scent.

Now? The butterflies were barely breathing. Limp–winged. Exhausted

I forced a smile. Forced the ache in my gut to turn into warmth, to find something–anything–in me that still fluttered for him.

“Cheer up, babe,” he said gently, his thumb brushing the side of my arm. “You look gorgeous tonight.”

His voice dipped, “I wish I could kiss you right now.” There was something raw in the way he said it–like he knew time was a thief waiting to snatch me from him.

He sounded nervous… Anxious. And I knew why. Tonight was the night the Moon could decide that I belonged to someone else.

He hated this part of our world.

So did I.

The possibility of finding my mate today had been a concern for a few days now. But I kept assuring him and telling him not to

worry.

“Jake… I’ve said this before. Don’t worry about it. It won’t change any…” My words were cut midway by my mother, who hurried toward me.

“Kasmine, baby. It is time.” She was already at my side, her hands smoothing down my gown.

Was it just me, or did the whole world hear the thud my heart made? It sounded like a judge slamming a gável.

Was I trembling? I couldn’t tell. But my knees wobbled with the reality of everything I was pretending not to feel.

“Go on and change,” Mum added, pushing me off to the maids who stood waiting for me.

I was so nervous, that if you looked closely, you might see me trembling visibly.

Jake’s hand slipped from mine.

And I didn’t dare turn back to look at him.

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Because if I did-

1. me.

My parents kept throwing reassuring smiles at me, but it didn’t help calm my nerves.

were young.

Too bad.

Alric raised an old book–THE BOOK OF ORIGINS, they called it. The thing was older than any pack and had been used in every transition ceremony since the beginning. He began to chant words in a language I didn’t understand but had heard since childhood. Words that meant power. Change. The beginning of something new.

I felt like throwing up.

My eyes flicked through the crowd and caught Jake standing near the edge. He wasn’t smiling anymore. His fists were clenched at his sides. His jaw was tight, and even from here, I could see the storm in his eyes.

And for a second–for a tiny, desperate second–I prayed that maybe just maybe… he was my mate. Maybe the Moon wouldn’t be cruel. Maybe I’d loop, and everything would be fine, and we’d go back to our lives and laugh at how scared we’d been.

But then the fear came rushing back even harder.

What if he wasn’t?

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What if I looked up and felt The pull–and it was someone else? What if he looked at me and didn’t feel anything at all? What if I wasn’t chosen tonight? What I was a late bloomer? What if my body just didn’t shift?

What if I stood here frozen whis the others dropped to their knees pain, glory, and power–and I was left untouched?

The book closed with a deep thud. My breath hitched.

Alric’s eyes lifted to the sky, “Selene, Mother of Wolves, bear witness Let your chosen awaken.”