All Chapters of I Refused my Alpha : Chapter 271 - Chapter 280

The moment Elyara opened her eyes, every star in the First Root trembled.The golden branches surrounding her unfolded like wings, releasing waves of silver light that swept through the ancient chamber. The shattered remains of the First Throne floated around her, each fragment dissolving before it could touch the ground.Avaron staggered backward.For the first time, the golden crown on his head flickered.“No,” he whispered. “You were supposed to remain asleep.”Elyara looked at him.Her eyes held galaxies that had existed before the first world, before the first name, before even the concept of time.“I slept because I believed you could learn,” she replied. “I thought you would understand that creation was never yours to command.”Avaron’s expression twisted.“You abandoned the throne!”“I abandoned your idea of it.”Vaelith stepped forward, tears shining in her eyes.“Elyara.”The Dreamer turned toward her.For a moment, the terrifying power surrounding her softened.“Vaelith,” s

The golden heartbeat thundered again.Othrys slowly withdrew his hand from Asha’s forehead.Karl stood at the entrance of the dream, his silver eyes glowing. Beside him, Lyra held his hand, the Moon mark on her forehead shining brighter than it had in centuries.“Asha!” Lyra cried.“Mother!”Asha struggled to rise, but the invisible command pressed harder against her body.Karl took one step forward.Othrys turned toward him.“You.”Karl’s expression hardened. “Do I know you?”“You carry too many stolen histories to remember where your blood began.”Lyra moved closer to Asha, but Othrys lifted his hand.A wall of silver light erupted between them.“Do not interfere,” he warned. “This is a matter of the First Law.”Lyra raised her chin.“You don’t get to decide who matters.”Othrys looked at her with cold amusement.“The Moon Queen. A title inherited from a throne that was never yours.”Lyra’s eyes narrowed.“I have spent enough of my life fighting people who think blood gives them own

“Asha…”The voice came again.It was gentle, almost loving, yet the moment it touched the dream, every branch of the First Root bent toward the ground.Asha froze.Her twin moved closer, gripping her arm.“Don’t answer it.”Asha stared at the black fragment in Othrys’s hand.“Who is calling me?”Elyara’s expression had changed. The crown of living stars above her head flickered as though something was trying to extinguish it.“The voice belongs to the one whose existence predates the first law.”Othrys smiled.“Now you understand.”Karl moved in front of Asha.“You will not use her to summon another creature.”Othrys tilted his head.“You still believe you can protect everyone, Alpha?”“I don’t have to believe it. I will try.”Lyra joined him.“And so will I.”Othrys looked at them with contempt.“Love. Such a fragile excuse for rebellion.”Asha stepped forward.“Enough. Tell me what that fragment is.”Othrys raised it.“It is the first silence that existed before creation. Not the si

The dream began collapsing.Silver branches tore away from the sky, while golden cracks spread across the ground. Beyond the doorway, the living world was being pulled toward the First Root.Asha could hear millions of heartbeats struggling to survive.Lyra held her tightly.“Tell me there’s a way to stop this.”The first Asha looked at Elyara.“There is one.”Elyara’s expression darkened.“But it requires something none of us should have to give.”Karl stepped forward.“What?”“The two worlds were separated by the first possibility. When the original division is undone, the First Root will attempt to restore everything to its earliest form. Every soul will lose the life it has lived.”Asha looked at her twin.“Then we won’t allow it.”Her twin nodded.“We can hold the separation together.”The first Asha shook her head.“You cannot. Both of you were created from opposing possibilities. If you attempt to hold the worlds apart, the force will pull you back into one existence.”Asha und

The first morning without a prophecy felt strangely beautiful.Sunlight spilled across Blackwood territory, touching the rooftops, the gardens, and the silver trees surrounding the packhouse. Wolves moved freely through the grounds, laughing and chasing one another without fear of an ancient command forcing them to their knees.For the first time in countless generations, no Alpha carried an inherited chain.Karl stood on the balcony, watching the sunrise.His hand rested against his chest.Three heartbeats had once lived inside him. Then four. Each had carried a history, a burden, or a secret someone else had placed there.Now, he heard only one.His own.And it was enough.“Still admiring yourself?”Karl turned.Lyra stood in the doorway wearing a simple white dress. Her dark hair fell over her shoulders, and the Moon mark on her forehead glowed faintly.He smiled.“I was admiring the view.”She raised an eyebrow.“Of the mountains?”“Something more beautiful.”Lyra rolled her eyes,