Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Chapter 114

Alpha Theo sat in the center of his expansive living room, his sharp features etched with a mixture of concern and impatience.

His fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest of his chair as he waited for his men to deliver their report.

The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows that seemed to mirror his dark thoughts.

The heavy oak doors creaked open, and two of his most trusted men entered. They bowed their heads respectfully, waiting for his signal to speak.

Theo’s eyes, cold and piercing, lifted from the floor to meet theirs. His silence was a command.

The first man, taller and with a scar cutting across his left cheek, stepped forward.

"Alpha, as per your instructions, we infiltrated Alpha Derrick’s territory and kept a close watch on Kimberly."

Theo’s gaze didn’t waver, but his fingers stopped tapping. "Go on," he said, his voice low and commanding.

The man continued, his words careful. "We positioned ourselves in the forest near the physician’s chamber where Kimberly had entered. But..." He hesitated, glancing nervously at his partner.

"But what?" Theo’s voice carried a hint of warning.

The second man, shorter and stockier, cleared his throat and spoke. "Alpha, we weren’t the only ones watching her. Another presence was in the area, observing her movements."

Theo’s expression darkened. He leaned forward slightly. "Another presence? Who?"

"We couldn’t identify them," the first man admitted. "But their intent became clear.

Someone tried to approach Kimberly’s friend, the one waiting outside. It wasn’t a coincidence."

Theo’s jaw tightened. "And what did you do?"

The shorter man spoke this time, his tone measured. "We took action. The intruder was closing in, likely planning to attack the girl. So, we shot him from a distance."

"And?" Theo pressed, his patience thinning.

"We hit him, Alpha," the man said, though his voice faltered slightly.

"But we’re not sure if he’s dead. After the shot, we didn’t stay to confirm. We had to retreat quickly to avoid detection."

The room fell into a tense silence. Theo’s eyes burned into the two men as he processed their report.

His fists clenched, and his voice, though controlled, carried the weight of his fury.

"You’re telling me," Theo began, his tone icy, "that you acted without fully ensuring the threat was neutralized? Do you understand the consequences of this failure?"

Both men stiffened, their heads lowering even further.

Theo stood abruptly, his presence dominating the room. "This mission is delicate. Every move must be precise.

Because of your recklessness, the security around Kimberly will tighten. Alpha Derrick isn’t a fool—he’ll know something’s wrong.

And now, extracting Kimberly will be far more complicated, perhaps even impossible!"

The taller man tried to speak, his voice trembling slightly. "Alpha, we—"

"Enough!" Theo’s voice boomed, silencing him instantly. He took a deep breath, attempting to regain his composure.

After a long pause, he spoke again, his tone softer but still firm. "You’ve done what you could. I’ll take it from here."

The two men exchanged uneasy glances before bowing deeply. "Thank you, Alpha. We’ll await your further instructions."

Theo nodded curtly. "Leave me."

The men turned and exited the room, their footsteps echoing down the hall.

Now alone, Theo sank back into his chair, his hands steepled in front of his face. His mind raced, piecing together the implications of the night’s events.

**Who else is watching Kimberly?**

The thought gnawed at him. He had anticipated obstacles, but this was different.

There was another player in the game, someone just as invested in Kimberly’s fate as he was.

His gaze drifted to the roaring fireplace. "What are they after?" he muttered to himself.

For a moment, he considered calling his allies, seeking counsel. But no. This was his burden to bear. Kimberly’s safety—and perhaps much more—depended on him.

As he sat there, the shadows in the room seemed to grow darker, more menacing. The uncertainty of the situation loomed over him like a storm cloud.

Somewhere, deep in the recesses of his mind, a thought surfaced—a chilling realization he couldn’t shake.

**What if the prophecy isn’t just about Kimberly? What if I’m a part of it too?**

Theo shook his head, as if trying to dispel the thought.

But it lingered, stubborn and unrelenting, as he stared into the flickering flames, alone with his doubts and the weight of his decisions.

★★★

Meanwhile, Kimberly and Mohandria sat on the edge of her bed, the weight of the night’s events pressing heavily on their shoulders.

The room was quiet with low light, with only the moonlight slipping through the curtains providing illumination.

Mohandria looked anxious, her hands twisting the hem of her tunic as if to steady her nerves.

"Mohandria, what happened back then? What did you see?" Kimberly asked again, her voice urgent but laced with concern.

Mohandria hesitated, her eyes darting around the room as if afraid someone might overhear them, even though the door was locked.

"Kimberly," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "when you went inside to see the physician, I was standing guard like you asked me to.

I didn’t think anything of it at first. But then..." She paused, taking a shaky breath.

"Then what?" Kimberly pressed, leaning closer.

"I noticed someone in the shadows, watching the physician’s chamber," Mohandria whispered, her voice barely audible.

"At first, I thought it was one of pack’s guards making their rounds.

But this person... they weren’t dressed like a guard. And their movements... they were too deliberate, too predatory."

Kimberly’s heart raced. "What were they doing?"

"They were creeping closer to the chamber," Mohandria continued. "And then, they spotted me.

They started coming towards me, Kimberly. I could see the glint of a knife in their hand."

Kimberly gasped, her hands flying to her mouth. "What? A knife? Mohandria, why didn’t you call for help?"

"I didn’t have time," Mohandria said, shaking her head. "I hid behind the bushes, but they kept coming. And then, out of nowhere, there was a gunshot."

"A gunshot?" Kimberly echoed, her voice rising in alarm.

"Yes," Mohandria confirmed. "The person staggered and fell to the ground.

I thought they were dead, but when I peeked out from my hiding spot, they were gone. There was blood on the ground, but no body. It was like they vanished into thin air."

Kimberly’s mind was spinning. "Did you see who fired the shot?"

Mohandria shook her head. "No. It came from the forest. I think there were others watching us, Kimberly. And I don’t think they were friendly."

Kimberly stood up and began pacing the room, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

"This doesn’t make any sense," she muttered to herself. "Why would someone want to hurt you? Or me, for that matter?

What’s going on, Mohandria? What aren’t they telling us?"

Mohandria looked up at her, fear evident in her eyes. "Kimberly, I think this has something to do with that prophecy the old physician mentioned.

If what he said is true... if you really are the child from the prophecy, then you’re in danger. There are people out there who won’t want you to fulfill your destiny."

"I overheard everything, while I was outside " Mohandria explained calmly.

Kimberly stopped pacing and turned to face her friend. "But why? I don’t even know what my destiny is! I didn’t ask for any of this!"

Mohandria stood up and placed a comforting hand on Kimberly’s shoulder.

"I know you didn’t. But that doesn’t change the fact that it’s happening. We need to figure out who’s after you and why."

Kimberly let out a frustrated sigh, running a hand through her hair.

"This is too much, Mohandria. First, the physician tells me I’m some kind of chosen one, and now there are people trying to kill us? I don’t even know who to trust anymore."

"You can trust me," Mohandria said firmly. "I’ll do whatever it takes to keep you safe, Kimberly. You’re not alone in this."

Kimberly gave her a weak smile. "Thank you, Mohandria. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

They sat back down on the bed, both lost in thought. After a few moments, Kimberly spoke again.

"I think we need to leave," she said quietly.

Mohandria’s eyes widened. "Leave? Leave where?"

"Here," Kimberly said, gesturing around the room. "Alpha Derrick’s territory. It’s not safe anymore. If what the physician said is true, then staying here is only putting us—and everyone else—in danger."

Mohandria frowned. "But where would we go? And how would we even get out of here without Derrick’s guards noticing?"

Kimberly bit her lip, her mind racing. "I don’t know yet. But we have to figure it out.

If we stay here, whoever’s after me will just keep coming. And next time, they might not miss."

Mohandria nodded slowly, her expression resolute. "You’re right. We’ll figure it out together. But we have to be careful, Kimberly. We can’t trust anyone."

Kimberly’s stomach twisted at the thought. Who could she turn to for help? The old physician? Alpha Theo? Could she even trust herself?

Just as she was about to speak, there was a loud knock on the door. Both girls froze, their eyes locking in silent panic.

"Who is it?" Kimberly called out, her voice trembling slightly.

"It’s me," came a familiar voice from the other side of the door. "The physician."

Kimberly and Mohandria exchanged wary glances before Kimberly cautiously walked to the door and unlocked it. The old physician stepped inside, his expression grave.

"I’m sorry to disturb you so late," he said, his voice low. "But there’s something you need to know."

"What is it?" Kimberly asked, her heart pounding.

The physician closed the door behind him and turned to face them. "The man who tried to attack you tonight wasn’t acting alone.

There’s a group—an organized faction—working against you. They know who you are, Kimberly. And they won’t stop until they’ve eliminated you."

Kimberly felt the blood drain from her face. "Why? What do they want?"

"They fear what you represent," the physician said. "Your power. Your potential. If you rise, they lose everything."

Kimberly sank onto the bed, her head in her hands. "I don’t even know what my power is," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"You will soon get to know!" The old physician said calmly...