Semua Bab OH Dear Alpha Brother : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 11 –The Thief and the KingAnaThe night was thick and oppressive, the air heavy with the kind of darkness that completely swallows sound. By the time I finally finished the arduous laundry work, my fingers were shriveled and wrinkled, my arms completely numb, and my stomach was hollow enough to painfully fold in on itself. I had initially run from the river while wearing Desmond’s cloak, quickly changed into my familiar rags, and then forced myself to return hours later—because leaving work unfinished meant guaranteed welts on my back. I could barely endure the gnawing hunger, but I absolutely could not endure another lashing.The stars flickered weakly and remotely above the servants’ lane as I wearily trudged along, the heavy basket pressing painfully into my hip. Every cold corner of the palace grounds felt colder and more alien these days. Once, this place had fleetingly held small moments of warmth: a quick, genuine smile from the kitchen maid, a brief pat on the head

Chapter 13 DesmondI could not breathe when I saw the wicked whip rise above her head.My wolf tore fiercely at my insides, desperate to break free, howling so violently that I thought my very bones might split apart from the strain. Mate. The sacred word pulsed urgently through every vein in my body. Mine. Ours.But if I told Father the whole truth—if I told him that the girl he was seconds away from brutally flaying was my fated mate—he wouldn’t hesitate for a moment. He would kill her instantly, right there on the spot. The Council would immediately demand her public execution. Vera would undoubtedly celebrate, bathing in her blood if she were allowed.But I simply could not let him touch her again. Not even one more time.Before I had any time left to think logically, my body moved on its own. I stepped forward quickly, placing myself directly between Ana and the descending whip, my chest rising rigidly to meet the inevitable blow.“Father, stop.”The entire room instantly froze

Chapter 15 –The FlightAnaI scrambled quickly off Desmond the very moment Vera’s lethal scream tore violently through the air of the room.My feet barely managed to hit the polished floor before her hand cracked sharply across my face. The sheer impact instantly snapped my head sideways, and a scorching blast of heat exploded painfully over my cheek. My ears rang loudly and painfully.“You truly are shameless!” she shrieked, her voice splintering the calm air like glass. She jabbed a trembling, accusatory finger just inches from my face. “Is this really how you choose to repay the man who just saved your worthless life? By immediately throwing yourself onto him the second you get the slightest chance?”I tasted blood inside my mouth. My cheek throbbed fiercely with each frantic heartbeat, but I refused to look away from her.“I wasn’t—”She shoved me so hard that my spine slammed roughly into the cold bedpost. The sudden, violent jolt shot a sharp, agonizing pain straight down my bac

Chapter 17 – Losing Control AnaThe world around me spun—not fast, not slow, but in a strange, sickening tilt, like gravity had suddenly forgotten where it belonged. One moment I was on the ground, claws out, surrounded by snarling servants and accusing wolves. The next, the only thing anchoring me to reality was Desmond’s arms wrapped tightly around me.The noise—they were all shouting—but their voices blended into a single distorted roar in my ears.“Get away from her!” a guard barked, his voice trembling even as he tried to sound brave. “Prince Desmond, she’s not one of us! She’s a monster—she’ll bring ruin to the whole pack!”Desmond didn’t even turn his head toward him. The reaction came from deep inside him, instinctive, and violent. His growl vibrated through his chest and right into my skin. It was low, animalistic, and dangerous enough to silence the entire courtyard.Then he rose to his feet, setting me gently behind him, and his eyes snapped gold—bright, furious, blazing

Chapter 19 DesmondI moved through the palace corridors like a shadow slipping between breaths. The scent of Ana still clung stubbornly to my skin—warm, soft, devastating. The ghost of her cheek lingered on my lips, and the memory of her trembling in my arms made my wolf pace beneath my skin like a caged storm.I was two steps from my chamber door when a voice cut through the silence like a blade.“Desmond!”I stopped.Queen Elizabeth stood under the flickering torchlight, her silk robe pulled tight around her. Two maids hovered behind her like terrified birds. But her eyes—those sharp emerald eyes—burned with fury.Perfect.Just what I needed.She stormed toward me, the marble floor seeming to tremble beneath her steps. “Where have you been?” she demanded, her voice barely holding back the scream beneath it. “Do you have any idea how sick with worry your father and I have been?”I turned slowly, wiping all emotion from my face. “Why the panic, Mother? I’m the crowned prince. The he