All Chapters of I Refused my Alpha : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lyra couldn’t breathe.Inside the ancient throne, the portrait shimmered beneath the silver light. Queen Evelina stood beneath a crescent moon, holding a newborn wrapped in black and silver cloth.The baby had a tiny mark on his wrist.The same mark Karl carried.Lyra slowly turned toward him.“No…”Karl stared at the portrait, his face drained of color.“That’s not possible.”King Alaric lowered his head.“I’m sorry.”Lyra’s voice trembled.“Father, tell me this is a lie.”Alaric looked at her, pain filling his eyes.“I wish I could.”Karl took a step backward.“Why didn’t anyone tell me?”“Because nobody knew where you were,” Alaric replied. “And those who knew the truth believed you had died.”Karl shook his head.“My parents raised me in Blackwood. They told me I was born there.”“They raised you,” Alaric said gently. “That doesn’t mean they knew everything about your birth.”Lyra looked between them.“Then who is Karl’s mother?”Before Alaric could answer, the Blood King laughed.

The chamber had gone silent.Lyra stared at the shadow standing behind Karl.It had his face.His height.Even the same familiar tilt of his head.But its eyes were different—silver rings surrounding endless darkness.“Karl,” she whispered. “Don’t move.”Karl looked down at the floor.His shadow was gone.“What is that thing?”King Alaric stepped backward, his face pale.“The Second Shadow.”Lucien tightened his grip on his sword. “I’ve read about it in the forbidden archives. It appears when the First Key awakens.”“Then tell us how to stop it,” Arnold demanded.Alaric shook his head.“You don’t stop it with a weapon. The Second Shadow is connected to the Key’s soul.”The shadow smiled.“Still afraid of the old stories, Alaric?”Its voice sounded exactly like Karl’s.But beneath it was another voice, deeper and older.Lyra raised her Moon Bow.“Leave him alone.”The shadow turned toward her.For a moment, its expression softened.“Little Moon Queen,” it whispered. “You really don’t k

The chamber remained silent long after the mysterious voice disappeared.Lyra stood beside Karl, trying to make sense of everything she had learned.Her birth mother was alive.Her adoptive mother had hidden the truth.And Karl’s father had been the person who saved her.But one question refused to leave her mind.Why had Karl’s father hidden her identity instead of telling the truth?Lyra turned toward King Alaric.“Where is Karl’s father now?”Alaric hesitated.Karl noticed.“Answer her.”The king looked at him.“I don’t know.”Karl’s jaw tightened.“You knew my father was involved in all this, yet you never told me?”“I knew he had saved Lyra. I didn’t know where he had taken her afterward.”“Then how did you know it was him?”Alaric reached inside his coat and produced a small silver medallion.The symbol engraved on it was unmistakable.A crescent moon surrounded by two wolves.Karl stared at it.“That’s my father’s crest.”Alaric nodded.“He left it with the royal guards on the

THE SECOND WAR BEGINS AT MOONRISE.The words glowed across the stone floor.For several seconds, nobody spoke.Then the entire chamber shook.Dust fell from the ceiling. The silver flames flickered, and a deep rumble rose from beneath the ancient throne.Damon stared at the inscription.“We have to leave.”Garrick shook his head. “Tell us what Caedmon has awakened.”Damon looked at his father.“You still don’t understand, do you? Caedmon wasn’t the only one imprisoned beneath this kingdom.”Lyra stepped forward.“How many are there?”Damon’s expression darkened.“An entire army.”Elias moved beside her.“An army of Bloodbound?”“No.” Damon looked toward the floor. “Something older.”A sudden metallic sound echoed through the chamber.CLANG.Then another.CLANG.Thousands of chains were breaking beneath Lunaris.Lucien immediately turned toward the staircase.“We need to alert the soldiers.”“It’s too late,” Damon replied.Karl frowned.“What do you mean?”Damon pointed toward the ceil

The entire battlefield fell silent.Even the ancient warriors who had stood unmoving for centuries lowered their weapons as the mysterious woman stepped forward. Her silver-wolf crown shimmered beneath the moonlight, and the black crown on Damon’s head seemed to drink in every trace of light around him.Karl stared at her.“My son,” she repeated, her voice soft enough to sound loving and powerful enough to shake the palace walls. “Have you truly forgotten your mother?”Karl’s jaw tightened.“My mother is Queen Evelina.”The woman smiled sadly.“Evelina raised you. She protected you. She gave you a childhood when the world wanted to turn you into a weapon.” Her gaze moved to Damon. “But she was never the woman who gave birth to you.”Damon stepped away from her.“Don’t listen to her, Karl.”The Queen’s smile disappeared.“Still stubborn, even after all these years.”Lyra moved closer to Karl, sensing the strange energy gathering around him. His silver mark had begun to glow, but someth