Todos los capítulos de I Refused my Alpha : Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

The hand emerging from beneath the throne was not made of flesh.It was darkness given shape, covered in ancient symbols that moved like living creatures beneath its surface. Each finger was longer than a human arm, and wherever it touched the stone, the marble crumbled into black dust.Then another hand appeared.And another.The entire chamber shook as something enormous began climbing out of the abyss.“Everyone, get back!” Karl shouted.He pulled Lyra behind him, ignoring the fresh pain in his side. Elias gathered the remaining Blood Legion soldiers into a defensive formation, while Mira raised her violet shield around Aria and the wounded.But Asterion remained frozen.He stared into the darkness as though he were looking at a nightmare he had spent centuries trying to forget.“No,” he whispered again. “You cannot be here.”A deep laugh rose from the abyss.“Still denying reality, Asterion? You have always been talented at that.”The creature’s head emerged.It wore a crown made

The chamber fell silent.A second Lyra stood beside Karl, her silver hair flowing around her shoulders like smoke. Her face was identical to the real Lyra’s, but her eyes were completely black, with thin red lines running through them.She smiled.“Hello, little sister.”Lyra stared at her in disbelief.“What are you?”The shadow tilted its head.“I’m the part of you that you keep pretending doesn’t exist.”Karl struggled against the chains binding him.“Lyra, don’t listen to it!”The shadow laughed.“Still trying to protect her, Alpha? How admirable. Even now, you cannot see that she is the most dangerous creature in this room.”Lyra raised her hands, summoning moonlight.The shadow raised hers too.A perfect reflection.Every movement Lyra made was repeated, but the shadow’s magic was darker, stronger, and far more unstable.Noxar watched with satisfaction.“Magnificent, isn’t it? The soul divided against itself.”Lyra turned toward him.“You did this to Karl?”“No. I merely reveale

Lyra stared at Seris, unable to comprehend what she had just heard.“One of us must give up our soul?”Seris nodded weakly. Noxar’s black fingers remained pressed against her chest, draining the white fire from her crown.“Before we were born, our souls were one,” Seris whispered. “The First Queen divided the power between us because she feared what a single heir could become. You inherited the Moon. I inherited the Key.”Lyra shook her head.“No. There must be another way.”“You always say that.”“And I’ll keep saying it until we find one!”Seris attempted a smile, but pain twisted her features.“You sound like me.”Noxar tightened his grip.“Enough sentimental nonsense. One sister dies, and the other inherits the whole power. It is a simple exchange.”“Then take me,” Lyra said.Karl grabbed her arm.“Absolutely not.”She turned toward him. “If I can save everyone—”“No.” His voice was firm despite the pain in his side. “You don’t get to decide that your life is worth less than every

The moment Eryon spoke his name, the world seemed to forget how to breathe.Lyra stared at the man standing before her. His silver eyes were identical to hers, yet there was something terribly wrong about them. They held no warmth, no tenderness, no recognition of the daughter he claimed to have.Only possession.Seris tightened her grip on Lyra’s hand.“Don’t believe him,” she whispered.Eryon smiled.“You have always been the suspicious one, Seris. Even before your sister broke the mirror.”Seris went pale.Lyra immediately stepped in front of her.“Don’t you dare speak about what happened to my sister.”“Your sister?” Eryon tilted his head. “How touching. After centuries of separation, you have finally learned to love each other.”“Why were we separated?” Lyra demanded. “Why was Seris trapped between life and death? Why did everyone lie to us?”Eryon looked almost disappointed.“Because your existence was a mistake.”The words struck harder than any weapon.Karl moved toward him, b

“Did you really think freeing my prison would free me from your Alpha?”The words left Karl’s mouth, but the man standing before Lyra was no longer entirely Karl.His black eye glowed like a dying star. Dark veins spread from his throat to his jaw, and the ancient Key mark on his chest twisted into a symbol Lyra had never seen before.She knew that face.She knew those hands.She knew the scar above his eyebrow, the one she had traced with her fingers while he slept.But the smile belonged to a stranger.“Karl,” she whispered.He tilted his head.“Still calling him by that name? How sentimental.”Lyra swallowed the fear rising in her throat.“Who are you?”The stranger smiled wider.“I have been many things. A king. A prisoner. A forgotten god. But you may call me the Hollow King.”Nymeria’s wings spread fully.“Release him.”The Hollow King laughed.“You speak as though you still possess authority over me, little star.”“I am the one who sealed you.”“And I am the reason your father