All Chapters of OH Dear Alpha Brother : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 – You BastardAnaThe slap landed before I even registered her hand had moved. My head snapped violently to the side, my ear screamed with a high-pitched ring, and a burning sting erupted across my cheek. I hit the hard stone floor, my palms scraping painfully against the rough surface, but I did not utter a sound. I knew from experience that screaming only invited worse punishment.Luna Vera's imposing shadow stretched out, engulfing me.“You bastard,” she spat, her voice pitched low, thick with pure disgust. The sheer hostility in her tone was enough to make the other maids instantly pretend they were deaf and utterly preoccupied. “Look at me when I address you.”I slowly raised my eyes. Her icy blue gaze immediately pinned me, filled with an intense fury that bordered on hatred.“How dare you stand there grinning while Prince Desmond walked by?” she demanded, stepping closer until the hem of her rustling silk skirts brushed my knees. “A low-life maid like you… how dare yo

Chapter 3 – The Knife and the SinAna The night felt unusually heavy, thick and cold, almost suffocating. The old, neglected hut my father had forced me to live in smelled distinctly of damp straw and unclean corners. Rats sometimes scurried across the floor, their claws scratching audibly at the wood. Everyone within the palace walls slept warm and safe behind strong fortifications. Everyone, that is, except for me.I sat on the edge of the broken cot, gripping the dagger so fiercely my knuckles turned stark white. The blade trembled noticeably in my hand. It wasn't because I was afraid; it was because everything inside me was shaking—my legs, my breath, my chest, and the raw power of my anger.He was the cause of this. My father. He had taken his daughter and systematically crushed her until she became something small and entirely invisible. A shadow that no one ever noticed or cared about.Tonight, that dynamic would utterly change.If he truly did not want me in his life, then he

Chapter 5 : The Lies We SwallowDesmondI stepped deliberately into the courtyard, and the already heavy air seemed to slice against me like multiple knives.Every single maid immediately froze in place. Ana stood rigidly at the back of the line, her skin pale as death, her eyes wide and fixed desperately on the ground. When my gaze inevitably landed on her, she flinched sharply as though I had physically struck her already.Vera spun around to face me, clutching that small scrap of black lace like it was unassailable evidence of a terrible crime.“Desmond!” Her voice cracked under the weight of her mixed emotions—a blend of fierce triumph and uncontrollable fury. “Explain this immediately! I found this under your very pillow. We aren’t even mated yet, and you are already bringing whores into your bed?”The sheer audacity of her words hit me harder than I had expected. My inner wolf snarled deep inside my chest, furious at her nerve for calling Ana that vile name. I violently forced t

Chapter 7 – The Pain Owned MeAnaI sat rigid on the edge of the cot while his hands moved carefully across my back. The cloth he had brought—clean, dampened with warm water from Goddess-knows-where—touched the raw whip marks with slow, cautious motions. Each gentle swipe burned like open fire, but I clenched my jaw tight and utterly refused to flinch. I would not give him that satisfaction. Not him. Not after everything I had just endured because of him.“Why were you about to clean these with that bucket of filth?” Desmond’s voice came from directly behind me, low but immediately sharpened with something that sounded like genuine frustration. “You know that dirty water can easily infect the wounds. A fever could kill you quicker than the lashes ever could.”I stared blankly at the cracked wall in front of me, making sure I did not look at him. Why was he even asking? What kind of answer did he expect me to give? The village wells openly spat on me. The palace fountains were reserve

Chapter 9 – The Public ShameAnaI stayed completely crumpled on the muddy riverbank, my arms wrapped tightly across my torn shirt, my breath coming in shallow, broken bursts. The world around me instantly blurred—faces, frantic whispers, suppressed laughter—all fading as slow, deliberate footsteps approached the group.I finally managed to lift my head through the wet, tangled strands of my hair.Luna Vera.The entire riverbank instantly shifted, like a single creature bowing instantly to its queen. Maids dropped immediately to their knees. The noble girls swiftly folded into deep, respectful bows. Even Lilian, Mora, and Cara pressed their foreheads instantly into the dirt. The gentle current of the river itself seemed to momentarily still.Vera glided forward effortlessly, appearing untouched by the mundane world she ruled. Her golden hair shimmered brightly in the morning sunlight, perfect waves cascading over a silk gown worth far more than ten years of my meager life. She stopped