Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 295

Chapter 295

KESTER.

The dog lunged forward, barking… until I looked at it.

With just a glance, its body froze mid–growl. The hackles on its back still raised, but its eyes–those loyal, trusting, stupid eyes- went glassy.

It stared into me as if recognizing something ancient and stronger. Then it whimpered, backed away, and sat obediently.

“Good boy,” I murmured as I stepped inside, brushing dust off my jacket sleeve.

The air inside was too warm. Melissa had been baking something–cookies, maybe. Something sweet and safe and homemade.

I inhaled it like perfume.

I strolled into the living room like I owned it. The couch was plush and gray with a throw blanket neatly folded over the armrest. i sat down, crossing one leg over the other, elbows spread wide across the backrest, claiming the space.

“Melissa,” I called out calmly. “Bring the kids. Let’s all sit together. I’ve had a long day. Don’t be rude.”

There was no response at first as they all stood frozen in the dining area.

Then, slowly, Melissa appeared first. Her face was pale, lips trembling, hands shaking by her sides. Behind her was her husband, holding the little girl, and the boy just behind them, clutching the hem of his dad’s shirt.

The room was so quiet I could hear the dog’s tail thump once against the floor before it stopped.

“There we go,” I said with a smile, gesturing to the couch. “Come on. Sit with me. Let’s be a family tonight.”

Melissa didn’t move.

Neither did the kids.

I tilted my head at the little boy. “You. What’s your name?”

He didn’t answer.

“I asked you a question.”

His lips quivered. “…Jamie.”

“Jamie,” I repeated, tasting the name on my tongue. “Come sit beside me, Jamie. Don’t be shy.

Melissa gasped and stepped forward. “Please,” she said, barely above a whisper. “Don’t involve them. Alpha, please. Whatever this is, just take it up with me.”

I didn’t respond. I slowly pulled up my phone to see who was calling at this crucial moment.

Kasmine..

Fuck. Wrong timing.

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Chapter 295

I didn’t answer anyway. She was probably calling to complain about something else again.

I’ll deal with her later.

By the time I lifted my eyes again, Melissa’s husband was already on his knees, ‘Alpha, please,” he whispered, his voice cracking under the strain of terror, “I know you wouldn’t be here if I hadn’t offended you. I am ready to bear the consequences. But my children… My wife… please… have mercy.”

I looked at him with amusement. He thought I was there for him? How pathetic?

He was actually trembling, lips dry, eyes watery like a kicked mutt trying to save its pups. His hands were clasped like he thought I was God, and prayer could save him.

Disgusting.

I turned to Melissa again, smiling wider. “Go get dressed, will you? Something nice. We’re going for a walk.

There was a small pause as if she was contemplating her next words or actions. Then, suddenly, she busted into fresh sobs.

“I… I never meant to tell her. She… She kept insisting and…” Tears carved tracks down her face, and for a brief, vicious moment, I had the urge to trace those tracks with my claws and watch the tears turn to blood.

“I swear, I’m sorry, Alpha.” She choked, going down on her knees.

Her husband looked at her with terror and realization.

“You offended the Alpha?” He asked her, and she only gave a small nod. “Fuck.”

I watched them with satisfaction as they realized how much trouble they were in.

My phone chimed with a text, and I looked at the screen. It was Kasmine. She had called four times, and now she was sending a

I felt fear. Real, chest–tightening, gut–wrenching fear.

I called her immediately, and thankfully, she picked up.

My fingers tightened around the phone. I didn’t even realize I’d stood up. My breath caught like it didn’t know whether to keep going or just stop altogether.

There was a pause.