All Chapters of I Refused my Alpha : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The battlefield held its breath. Lyra stood at the center of the ruined valley, her silver hair dancing in the wind as moonlight gathered around her. The radiant Moon Bow glowed in her hands. Its string shimmered with pure lunar energy, while the single silver arrow pulsed with immense power. Everyone stared in disbelief. Lucien slowly lowered his greatsword. “It really exists…” Arnold smiled despite the blood running down his face. “The Royal Weapon of Lunaris.” Karl couldn’t take his eyes off Lyra. She no longer looked like the frightened servant girl who had stood before the Alpha’s throne weeks ago. She looked… Like a queen. Above them, the Blood Gate trembled. The enormous crimson eyes beyond it narrowed. The ancient creature growled. “She has awakened…” Its voice shook the heavens. “Destroy the heir before she seals the Gate!” Malrik smiled confidently. “You’re too late.” He stretched both arms toward the Blood Gate. Dark crimson energy poured into his body

The celebration in Moonhaven lasted long into the night.Music drifted through the village as laughter replaced the sounds of battle.For the first time in years, Lyra allowed herself to smile without forcing it.Children ran around the bonfires, chasing glowing fireflies while elders shared stories of old heroes.Yet beneath the joy…A feeling of unease lingered.Lucien stood alone on the watchtower, staring toward the snow covered mountains far to the north.His expression was troubled.Arnold climbed the wooden stairs.“You’ve been watching those mountains all evening.”Lucien didn’t look away.“Because someone just woke up.”Far beyond Moonhaven…An ancient palace of ice stood hidden within the Frozen Wastes.Massive wolves carved from crystal guarded its gates.Inside the grand throne room, snowflakes drifted through open skylights despite the complete absence of wind.The man with golden eyes stood before an enormous map of the kingdoms.His silver-white hair rested against a cl

The howl echoed through Ravenwood Forest.Then another.And another.Within seconds, the peaceful silence was replaced by a chorus of terrifying roars.The ground trembled beneath the horses’ hooves.Rowan Ashvale’s smile vanished.“They’re here.”Karl drew his sword.“What are they?”Rowan’s amber eyes remained fixed on the dark woods.“They’re called Shadow Beasts.”“They hunt anything that carries royal blood.”Lyra’s heart skipped.“They’re hunting me?”Rowan nodded.“I’m afraid so.”A thick fog rolled between the ancient trees.The air suddenly turned cold.One by one, enormous black wolves stepped out of the mist.They were unlike ordinary werewolves.Their fur looked like living shadows.Their crimson eyes glowed unnaturally.Their bodies were covered in jagged black spikes.Damien frowned.“I’ve never seen wolves like these.”Lucien’s expression darkened.“Because they aren’t wolves.”“They were created through forbidden Blood Magic.”“There shouldn’t be any left.”The largest

The camp remained silent.No one slept after Karl revealed Ethan’s betrayal.The crackling fire seemed louder than usual.Every snapped twig in the forest made warriors reach for their weapons.Lyra sat beneath an old oak tree, staring into the flames.“My niece…”The Shadow King’s words echoed in her mind.If they were true…Then King Alaric had another brother besides Caelan.Another member of her family had survived.But was he truly family…Or simply another monster?Just before dawn…Lucien gathered everyone around the campfire.“We leave immediately.”Damien frowned.“We’ve barely rested.”“We no longer have that luxury.”Lucien unfolded the map.“If Ethan reached the Shadow King, every road to Frostfall will be watched.”Rowan studied the map carefully.“There’s another route.”He pointed toward a narrow valley.“The Silver Pass.”Arnold frowned.“I’ve heard of it.”“Few people have crossed it and returned.”Rowan nodded.“Because it’s protected by ancient magic.”Lucien looked

The cold mountain wind swept through the Silver Pass.No one moved.The black letter remained in Karl’s hand, its silver ink gleaming beneath the afternoon sun.Lyra couldn’t look away.Her uncle…The Shadow King…Had written to her as though they were family.As though he hadn’t plunged the kingdoms into fear.Karl folded the letter and looked at Lucien.“She’s not going.”His voice left no room for argument.Lucien nodded.“Agreed.”“It is exactly the trap I expected.”Astrid stepped forward.“My King ordered me to protect Princess Lyra.”“I will not allow her to walk into Blackthorn Citadel alone.”Everyone turned toward Lyra.She remained silent.That evening…The group made camp inside the ancient Moon Shrine.No one lit a large fire.The threat of another ambush was too great.Karl stood at the temple entrance, keeping watch.His wolf was restless.Something isn’t right.“I know.”This feels… planned.Karl looked toward Lyra, who sat quietly with Cassian’s silver box in her lap.