Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 116

Chapter 116: Chapter 116

Alpha Derrick entered the grand hall of the pack house, his steps heavy with purpose.

The elders were already seated around the long wooden table, their faces a mixture of worry and curiosity.

He took his place at the head of the table, his sharp eyes scanning the room.

"Has anyone gathered any information about the shooting last night?" he asked, his voice calm but edged with authority.

For a few moments, the room was silent, the tension palpable. Then, the pack physician slowly stood, bowing his head respectfully before speaking.

"Permit me, Alpha, to address this matter."

Derrick gave a slight nod, gesturing for him to proceed.

"No one knows for certain who was behind the shooting or their reasons to have carried out such outrageous act here.

However, we found traces of blood near the scene.

None of our guards were injured, nor were they involved in the altercation," the physician explained carefully, his voice steady but thoughtful.

Derrick’s brows furrowed. "So, what are you implying, old one?"

The physician hesitated briefly before continuing. "I mean to say, Alpha, that this might not be an isolated incident.

There is a possibility that an external force—a rogue organization or a rival pack—is testing our defenses. We must act swiftly to ensure this does not escalate."

A murmur of unease swept through the elders. One of them, a burly man with a deep voice, slammed his fist on the table.

"Who dares to attack us? Do they not know who they’re dealing with? Whoever this is, they’ve signed their death warrant!"

The room erupted into angry agreement, voices overlapping as the elders voiced their outrage.

"Silence!" Alpha Derrick’s voice boomed, immediately quieting the room.

He stood from his seat, his gaze hard and commanding. "Anger will not solve this, neither the act of elders acting like children will do.

We need clarity. Whoever dared to set foot on our land and cause such chaos must have a plan.

And plans are born from strategy. This isn’t some mindless rogue, it is surely something beyond the tender movement of plans."

"This is something bigger than what we would have expected from anyone or any pack around."

Another elder, a slim man with calculating eyes, leaned forward.

"Alpha, if I may, could this incident be connected to anyone in the pack, like an insider or targeting some maids, especially Kimberly?

About two of the maids were at the center of this event. Could they be the target?"

"Or we should bring them both in for questioning?"

Derrick’s eyes flickered with recognition, but he quickly masked it. "Maids, Kimberly, questioning?" he asked, feigning neutrality.

"Yes," the elder replied. " There has always been... Something about her, and I can’t really figure out. If someone is after her, it could explain the lengths they’re willing to go to."

The physician nodded in agreement, as he also thought to himself.

*Kimberly’s connection to ancient prophecies is no secret to those who seek power.

If she’s the target, it would mean she’s more valuable than we’ve considered.

Luna Mona is a prime suspect, but I dare not speak of it here.*

Derrick remained silent for a moment, his mind racing. Kimberly. Could this all circle back to her?

The prophecy, her powers, her connection to him—they all made her a potential target. But who would dare?

One of the younger elders spoke up cautiously. "Alpha, should we increase security around the maids? Perhaps station guards around them at all times?

So as to keep an eye on them to prevent future occurrences as this."

"No," Derrick said firmly. "Drawing too much attention to them or her will only confirm her importance to whoever is watching.

We will protect everyone, but discreetly. Let no harm come to anyone or the pack as a whole, but do not make it obvious."

The room fell silent as the elders processed his words.

"Alpha," the physician spoke again, "the blood we found—do we have any way of identifying who it belongs to?"

Derrick looked at him sharply. "Do we have samples?"

"Yes, Alpha. I’ve stored a small vial for testing."

"Good," Derrick said. "Run every test possible. I want to know if it belongs to someone in our pack or an outsider."

"And what if it’s an outsider?" another elder asked cautiously, without meeting the alpha’s gaze.

Derrick’s gaze hardened. "Then we’ll hunt them down."

The tension in the room grew thicker. One elder, known for his wisdom, finally spoke after a long silence.

"Alpha Derrick, this is no ordinary threat. If Kimberly truly is at the center of this, we may need to consult the Seer for guidance. Her words have proven invaluable in the past."

Derrick considered this suggestion, but the idea of involving the Seer made him uneasy.

The last time he’d sought her counsel, her cryptic warnings had only added to his frustration. Still, he couldn’t dismiss the elder’s point.

"I will consider it," he said curtly, not wanting to reveal his thoughts.

He straightened his posture and looked each elder in the eye. "For now, I need all of you to pool your resources.

Speak to your allies, gather intelligence, and report back to me immediately if you find anything. We cannot let this threat linger."

"Yes, Alpha," the elders chorused in unison.

Derrick took one last sweeping glance around the room, his expression unreadable.

"This meeting is adjourned," he announced. Then, without waiting for further discussion, he turned and strode out of the hall, his cloak billowing behind him.

As he exited, his thoughts were a whirlwind. *If Kimberly truly is the key, how far will I go to protect her? And what am I willing to risk to uncover the truth?*

For now, he didn’t have the answers. But he vowed to find them—no matter the cost.

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Later that same day, Mona strode confidently through the hallways of the pack house, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor.

Her destination was the physician’s chamber, but as she turned a corner, she found herself face-to-face with Elena, the sister to the alpha who was known for her piercing intuition.

"Mona," Elena said, her voice calm yet heavy with hidden meaning. "I guess you really do know what you’re getting yourself into, don’t you?"

Mona raised an eyebrow, feigning confusion. "What are you talking about, Elena? And where is your respect for me as one of this pack’s leading women?"

Elena let out a low chuckle, stepping closer. "Respect? Mona, respect is earned, not demanded.

And you may fool the others, but not me. I’ve been watching you for years. I know every move you make, like the lines on the back of my hand."

Mona stiffened, though she kept her expression neutral. "You’re speaking in riddles, Elena. If you have something to say, just say it."

Elena leaned in, her eyes narrowing. "Fine. I will. I don’t trust you, Mona. And I can see the web you’re spinning.

But I’ll warn you now: the moment you try to harm this pack or anyone in it, you’ll find yourself facing more than you bargained for."

Mona’s lips twitched into a faint smile, her mask of innocence unwavering.

"You’re mistaken, Elena. I’ve done nothing but serve this pack faithfully. Your paranoia is starting to show."

Elena didn’t flinch. "Paranoia or wisdom, call it what you want. But remember this, Mona: the walls have ears, and secrets have a way of coming to light.

Be very careful where you step, or you might find yourself in a place you can’t escape from."

Mona’s tone hardened, though her smile remained. "I don’t appreciate threats, Elena. Perhaps you should mind your own business instead of prying into mine."

"Oh, this isn’t a threat," Elena said coolly, stepping back. "It’s a promise. Keep walking down this path, and you’ll regret it. I’ll make sure of that."

With that, Elena turned and walked away, her back straight and her steps deliberate.

Mona stood rooted in place, her smile fading as she clenched her fists. *That woman is going to be a problem. She’s too smart for her own good.*

Her mind began to race. *I need to handle Elena before she digs too deep.

But how? If I act too soon, I’ll confirm her suspicions. If I wait, she’ll gather more evidence against me.*

She let out a soft laugh, shaking her head as if to clear it.

*No, Mona, you’re smarter than this. You’ll find a way to deal with her, just like you always do. One step at a time.*

Her lips curved into a faint, determined smile as she resumed her journey to the physician’s chamber, already plotting her next move.

But as she walked, a nagging thought tugged at the back of her mind. *What if Elena is right?

What if my plans are falling apart? No, I won’t let that happen. Not now. Not ever.*

She squared her shoulders and quickened her pace, determined to stay ahead of whatever storm Elena might try to unleash...

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