Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Alpha's Rejected Mate : Kabanata 41 - Kabanata 50

Kael's POV"My father.”The words left my mouth before I could stop them.The man standing beside the First King wore the silver crown I had seen only in old portraits.My father's crown.The same sharp jaw.The same silver eyes.Even the scar above his left eyebrow.There was no doubt.It was him.“Father?”He smiled.A cold, unfamiliar smile.“It's been a long time, my son.”My entire body went numb.I took a step forward.Lyra grabbed my arm.“Kael, wait.”I barely heard her.“How are you here?”The man tilted his head.“You ask the wrong question.”“Then what should I ask?”He looked at the black mark spreading across my chest.“Why am I still alive?”My heart stopped.The First King laughed quietly.“Because death was never the end for your bloodline.”I looked at him.“You lied to me.”“I gave you what you needed to believe.”My father's eyes remained fixed on me.“The truth would have destroyed you too early.”Seraphine stepped forward.“You knew about us.”My father looked at

Lyra's POVI couldn't breathe.The girl standing before me looked exactly like me.Same face.Same hair.Same face.Same hair.Same silver eyes.But there was something different about her.She looked at me with the familiarity of someone who had known me my entire life.“You remember me now,” she said.I shook my head.“I've never seen you before.”Her smile faded.“Yes, you have.”She stepped closer.“Every night.”My skin prickled.“What does that mean?”“You thought they were dreams.”My stomach tightened.“The dreams?”She nodded.“The girl who used to speak to you when you were afraid.”My eyes widened.A memory surfaced.I was six years old.Alone in my room.Crying after a nightmare.A little girl's voice had whispered from the darkness.Don't be afraid.I had always believed it was my imagination.But it hadn't been.“You were there.”“Yes.”“Who are you?”She looked at Kael.Then Seraphine.Then Elyra.“I am what was left behind.”The room went silent.Elyra stepped forward.

Lyra's POV"Lyra… don't let him put the crown on you.”Kael's warning echoed through the darkness.I looked at the black throne.The First King sat motionless upon it.In his hands was a crown.It wasn't the Moon Crown.It was darker.Forged from something that looked like bone and silver.Tiny red lights moved beneath its surface like trapped stars.The First King stood.“Come here.”I didn't move.“You've spent your entire life running from what you are.”His voice was strangely calm.“You were never meant to run.”I tightened my grip around the Blade of Dawn.“I don't belong to you.”His smile disappeared.“You belong to the throne.”Kael stepped forward.“Stay away from her.”The First King looked at him.“You still believe you can protect her?”Kael's black mark pulsed.He winced but didn't move.“I don't need to believe.”His eyes remained fixed on the First King.“I know.”The First King laughed.“You have your father's courage.”Kael froze.“Don't speak about him.”“He died be

Lyra’s POVThe scream came again.Not from the darkness.Not from the dead army.From behind the gate.My heart stopped.“Mother…”The word barely escaped my lips.Across the black throne room, the Forgotten Army stood frozen. Thousands of dead warriors stared toward the enormous gate that had appeared behind them.The gate was no longer black.Silver veins had begun spreading across its surface, glowing like moonlight beneath ice.And behind it, I could see a woman.A woman with long silver hair.A white gown stained with blood.Her hands pressed against the other side of the gate.“Lyra…”My knees nearly gave out.It was her.Selene.My mother.The woman who had appeared in my memories.The woman whose voice had guided me through the darkness.The woman I had spent my entire life believing was dead.She lifted her head.Her eyes met mine.And I knew immediately that something was wrong.Her lips moved.“Don't come closer.”I froze.Behind me, the First King's voice echoed through th

Kael’s POV“Welcome home, my son.”I stopped breathing.That voice.There was no mistaking it.My father's voice.The man I had watched die.The man whose body had been buried beneath the Blackthorne mountains.The man whose blood had supposedly ended with me.“No…”The darkness climbed higher.It had reached my chest now.Lyra was still holding my hand.Her fingers were slipping.“Kael!”I looked at her.Her eyes were filled with panic.“Don't let go!”“I won't.”I tried pulling myself upward.Nothing happened.The darkness had become impossibly heavy.Then a figure appeared beneath me.A man.He stood in the darkness as though it were solid ground.Silver hair.Black armor.A silver crown.My father.King Aldric Blackthorne.He looked exactly as I remembered him.Except for his eyes.They were completely black.“Father?”He smiled.“You finally came back.”I shook my head.“You're dead.”“I was.”His gaze shifted toward Lyra.“But death is a small thing when you belong to the prison