All Chapters of I Refused my Alpha : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Aurelia stood above the broken throne, wearing a crown of shattered stars.But the woman Lyra had met beside the silver ocean was gone.Her silver hair now flowed like black smoke. Six enormous wings stretched behind her, and her eyes held the same darkness that had nearly consumed Lyra.Yet when she looked at the First Father, tears glistened on her cheeks.“You told them I was dead.”The ancient man staggered backward.“Aurelia, listen to me.”“No.”Her voice was quiet, almost gentle.“You have spoken for me long enough.”The darkness spread from her feet, swallowing the remaining silver light. The First Father raised his hands, but the seven crowns had become ash. For the first time, he had no weapon left to command.Lyra stepped forward, still holding Karl’s hand.“Mother?”Aurelia turned.The moment their eyes met, the darkness around her faltered.“Oh, my little star.”Lyra’s throat tightened.“What’s happening to you?”Aurelia looked down at her hands.“I am remembering.”“Reme

Lyra forgot the color of her childhood bedroom.Then she forgot the sound of her mother’s laughter.Then, with a sharp pain behind her eyes, she forgot the first time someone had called her daughter.She stumbled.“Karl?”He caught her before she fell, wrapping both arms around her.“I’m here.”“Something’s happening to me.”“I know. Look at me, Lyra. Just look at me.”She tried.But his face kept changing—not physically, but in her mind. For one terrible second, she couldn’t remember whether he was the man who had rejected her or the man who had promised never to abandon her.Fear tore through her.“Tell me your name.”His expression broke.“I’m Karl.”“Again.”“I’m Karl Blackwood. I’m the man who made the worst mistake of his life when I rejected you, and I’ve spent every day since trying to become someone worthy of your love.”Tears slipped down her cheeks.She remembered that.For now.Behind them, the silver blade remained buried in the stranger’s chest. Light poured from the wou

The throne began counting.One heartbeat.Two circles glowed beneath Lyra and Nythara, one silver and one black. Between them, the silver heart cracked a little further.Elaris stood motionless, her small hands clenched at her sides.“Choose,” the First Father commanded. “One life for the survival of all creation.”Lyra looked at him.“You still haven’t learned anything.”His expression hardened. “I have watched worlds collapse because their rulers believed love could overcome every consequence. I will not allow another catastrophe.”“You mean you won’t allow anyone to make a decision you cannot control.”The throne struck again.The floor trembled beneath Lyra’s feet.Nythara pulled away from her hand.“Stand on the silver circle.”Lyra stared at her. “What?”“You heard Elaris. One of us must survive. You have a life, Karl, Seris, and a world that still needs you. Go.”“No.”“Lyra, this isn’t the time to be stubborn.”“Then stop asking me to abandon my sister.”Nythara’s face tighten

Lyra heard a child crying.The sound was so faint that, at first, she mistook it for her own heartbeat.Then the world disappeared.She stood beneath a colorless sky, surrounded by endless fields of silver flowers. There were no kingdoms, no crowns, no Moon, and no stars. Only a vast silence stretching beyond the horizon.A little boy sat alone in the grass.He looked no older than six, with golden eyes and dark hair that shimmered like liquid shadow.Lyra approached him cautiously.“Hello?”The boy lifted his head.“You came back.”“Do I know you?”He looked at her as if the question hurt.“You promised you wouldn’t forget me.”Lyra knelt before him.“I don’t remember making that promise.”“Of course you don’t.” He wiped his cheeks angrily. “They always take the memories away.”“Who does?”The boy pointed toward the empty sky.“The ones who decide what is allowed to exist.”A chill passed through Lyra.“Are you the First Silence?”He shook his head.“That is what they called me after

The silver chain tightened around Karl’s chest.He dropped to one knee, gasping as light poured from the mark over his heart. The ancient symbol spread across his skin, branching toward his throat like frozen lightning.Lyra seized the chain with both hands.“Let him go!”The metal burned her palms.She refused to release it.The First Father watched in grim silence as the eighth throne began to rise from the abyss.“The Key has recognized its successor,” he said. “If the process completes, Karl will become the new anchor. His body will contain the First Silence, and the prison will be restored.”Damon rushed toward his brother.“Then stop it!”“I cannot.”“You created the first binding!”“And I know precisely what happens when someone tries to interrupt it.”Karl lifted his head, sweat running down his face.“Then perhaps you should have thought about that before building a prison out of my family.”The chain jerked.His scream echoed through the chamber.Lyra felt his pain through t