Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337 

KESTER. 

I didn’t know the first damn thing about consoling my mate. What could I even say to patch up a wound that deep? Claire’s death had shattered her, and watching her crumble this way gutted me. 

Claire’s death made me fear for my best friend’s life. He was still unconscious. The doctors said he had hit his head too hard and 

that his wolf had gone Mia. That was never a good sign. 

The chances of Norlan waking up were painfully slim. But had faith I had to. I couldn’t lose him. No fucking way. 

I had already put the culprit of this wicked act in their place. I was eager to go teach the desperate fool a lesson they’d never forget for the rest of their miserable lives. 

For now, they’d remain in my basement with mild torture to keep them busy until I make time to visit them myself. 

Earlier at the hospital, the decision of where to take Kasmine nearly tore me apart. She was safe at my house, but she’d be way too lonely especially now that she was grieving. Leaving her isolated could sink her deeper, and I had no one to entrust her with. 

Taking her to the pack house was equally risky because I couldn’t trust Mum not to attempt to further convince her about her 

decision to be with me. 

Kasmine was at a very fragile point right now. Exposing her to negativity could be very detrimental. But I had to choose. And it was 

the difficult way out I had chosen. 

“Here,” I murmured, pulling the blanket up over her shoulders and tucking it gently beneath her chin. “This should keep you warm.” 

Her fingers trembled where they clutched the edge of the comforter, and she sniffed. 

Her eyes were red and puffy, and her voice was wrecked. She could barely make an audible sentence. 

“Don’t go… please. Stay.” The words scraped out of her throat. 

I sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of my nose. I was eager to return to the hospital to stay with Norlan. I wanted to be there when he regained consciousness. Or, maybe I just wanted to be there to be sure he wasn’t going to die or something. Fuck. I was tense. My chest was way too tight. 

“Baby…” I said softly, crouching by the bed. “Should I ask Mum to come stay with you? I’ll be back by morning, I swear.” 

She shook her head frantically, “No. I want you, Kes. Please. Just… Stay. You can leave in the morning.” 

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