Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120

The old physician was in his chamber, his wrinkled hands delicately arranging herbs on one side of the table and monitoring data on a sleek, modern device on the other.

The juxtaposition of ancient practices and cutting-edge technology was a testament to his unique role in the pack.

He had just finished aligning some vials when a knock at the door broke the serene silence.

He froze momentarily, his heart skipping a beat. Visitors were rare at this hour, and he hadn’t been expecting anyone.

Slowly, he walked to the door, his mind racing with possibilities. When he opened it, his eyes widened in surprise.

Standing before him, radiating an aura of cold authority, was Mona.

"Ma’am," he stammered, quickly stepping aside to let her in, bowing his head as a sign of respect.

Mona strode in with the confidence of someone who owned the space.

Her piercing gaze swept the room before landing on the old man.

"What have you been up to, old man?" she began, her voice cutting through the air like a blade.

"And what games are you playing with the mission I gave you about Kimberly?"

The physician’s head shot up slightly, his expression calm but cautious.

"I have carried out everything you instructed, ma’am.

The plan is in motion, and soon, you will have the results you desire," he said, his tone steady, almost soothing.

Mona narrowed her eyes, not impressed by his composure. "Desired results, you say?" she said, her voice laced with venom.

"I want her gone, old man. What is taking so long?"

The old physician clasped his hands behind his back, lowering his gaze again. "Ma’am, we must tread carefully.

If we act too hastily, we risk drawing unwanted attention. The pack is already on edge, and suspicion could jeopardize everything."

For a moment, Mona said nothing. She paced slowly, her heels clicking against the floor as her mind worked through his words.

The tension in the room was palpable, but the physician remained rooted, unflinching under her intense scrutiny.

Finally, she stopped and turned to him. "May I ask you something, ma’am?" he ventured, his voice soft, almost hesitant.

"Speak. I’m listening," Mona said, her tone tinged with impatience.

"This is not to question your decision, ma’am," he began carefully, bowing his head even lower.

"I would never dare. But... why do you want Kimberly dead? What exactly do you seek from her? Perhaps I can assist you more effectively if I understand your goal."

Mona’s lips curved into a sly smirk, her eyes glinting with something dark.

She stepped closer to him, her presence suffocating in its intensity. "You’re curious, old man?"

"Only to better serve your wishes, ma’am," he replied quickly, keeping his tone humble.

Mona chuckled, a sound that sent a shiver down the old physician’s spine.

"Fine. Since you’ve been loyal, I’ll tell you a little." She leaned in, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.

"I need Kimberly’s blood. It’s special. More special than you could ever imagine."

The old physician’s eyes widened slightly, but he quickly composed himself. "Her blood, ma’am?" he echoed.

"Yes," Mona said, straightening up, her voice taking on a desperate edge. "It holds the key to power... to immortality."

The physician’s mind raced. He had suspected that Kimberly was unique, but he hadn’t anticipated this revelation.

"If it’s her blood you need, ma’am," he said cautiously, "perhaps I can extract it without harming her.

There are ways to obtain what you desire without..." He hesitated, choosing his words carefully. "...without taking her life."

Mona’s expression darkened, her smirk fading into a sneer. "No," she said firmly, her voice dripping with disdain. "She has to die."

The old physician frowned, unable to hide his confusion.

"But ma’am, if her blood is what you seek, wouldn’t it be wiser to keep her alive? A living source could provide more—"

Mona cut him off with a sharp wave of her hand. "Enough! You don’t understand, old man.

This isn’t just about her blood. Kimberly is an obstacle, a threat to everything I’ve worked for. She must be eliminated, completely and utterly."

The physician swallowed hard, his hands trembling slightly behind his back. "I see," he murmured.

Mona stepped even closer, her eyes boring into his. "Do you?" she said, her voice low and dangerous. "Because this isn’t just about power.

This is about transformation—my transformation. The new me cannot rise while she still breathes."

The old physician’s brow furrowed, her words echoing ominously in his mind. "Transformation?" he repeated, barely above a whisper.

Mona’s lips curled into a wicked smile, and she threw her head back in a burst of triumphant laughter.

"Yes, old man," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "For the new me to rise, Kimberly must fall!"

The words hung in the air like a death sentence, leaving the old physician silent, his mind swirling with unease and questions he dared not voice.

★★★

Alpha Theo paced back and forth in his room, his mind spinning with frustration and unanswered questions.

The events of the past few days had shaken him, and he couldn’t afford to make a single mistake.

His phone buzzed in his hand, pulling him from his thoughts. He quickly answered, his tone sharp.

"Were you able to trace where the call came from and also the bullet shell?" he asked, his voice carrying a mix of curiosity and nervousness.

"No, Alpha," the person on the other end replied calmly. "The caller’s location was masked, completely out of range.

As for the bullet, it seems to have been purchased from a black market. Nothing was registered."

Theo sighed heavily, rubbing his temple. "Alright," he muttered, the frustration evident in his tone.

"That will be all for now." He ended the call without waiting for a response, tossing his phone onto the bed.

Collapsing onto his luxurious mattress, Theo stared at the ceiling, trying to piece together the puzzle.

*Who’s behind this? Why go to such lengths to threaten me? And Kimberly... how does she fit into all of this?*

Before he could dwell further, his phone buzzed again. He picked it up, expecting another update, but instead, it was a text message:

*"Come to the temple right away."*

The cryptic message made his heart race. "The old wise one..." he murmured under his breath.

Without hesitation, he grabbed his jacket and left his room, moving swiftly through the hallways.

As he drove, his mind raced. *Why now? Why would the old wise one summon me out of the blue?

Could he know something I don’t?* His grip on the steering wheel tightened.

"I need answers," he whispered to himself, the tension in his voice palpable.

The temple loomed ahead, its ancient structure glowing faintly under the moonlight.

Theo parked his car and stepped out, the cool night air doing little to calm his nerves.

He pushed open the heavy wooden doors and entered, his footsteps echoing in the vast, silent space.

The old wise one was seated cross-legged on a mat, his eyes closed as if in deep meditation.

The air around him seemed heavy with an unspoken power. Theo approached cautiously.

"Wise one," he said, his voice low but urgent.

The old man didn’t open his eyes. Instead, he gestured for Theo to sit beside him.

Theo obeyed, folding his legs and sitting on the mat, though his impatience was evident in his every movement.

"What exactly do you know about yourself, apart from being an alpha?" The old wise one’s voice was calm, almost hypnotic, but the question hit Theo like a thunderclap.

Theo stared at the man, his throat suddenly dry. "I..." He hesitated, unsure how to answer.

"I know I’m a leader. I know I’m meant to protect my pack. But beyond that..." He trailed off, his gaze falling to the ground.

The old wise one remained silent for a moment before speaking again. "What do you know of Kimberly?"

Theo’s head snapped up. "Kimberly?" he echoed, surprised.

"Yes. What do you truly know of her and her role in your journey?"

Theo clenched his fists, his mind flashing back to the chaos surrounding Kimberly. "I know she’s special," he admitted.

"There’s something about her... something unique. And I know she’s in danger. I want to help her, to keep her safe, but I don’t know how.

Every move I make feels like it could lead to more chaos."

The old wise one finally opened his eyes, his gaze piercing and intense. "To fulfill your destiny, Alpha Theo, you must protect Kimberly at all costs."

Theo leaned forward, his brows furrowed. "Destiny?"

The old man nodded. "You are not just an alpha. You are ’the one alone,’ the uniter of all. Your path is not just about leading your pack; it’s about bringing harmony where there is division."

Theo’s heart pounded. "What does Kimberly have to do with that?"

"She is the key," the wise one said simply.

"The key?" Theo repeated, his voice barely above a whisper.

The old wise one rose gracefully to his feet, his movements slow but deliberate.

"Kimberly’s existence is tied to your fate, and hers to yours. Together, you hold the power to reshape the future—for better or worse.

But you must act quickly, Alpha Theo. Forces are already moving against her, and by extension, against you."

Theo stood as well, his fists clenching at his sides. "Who are these forces? Who’s behind this?"

The wise one turned to face him, his expression unreadable. "Some you know. Some you don’t. Trust will be your greatest challenge, Alpha Theo."

Theo’s frustration boiled over. "I need more than riddles, wise one! I need answers! Who is targeting Kimberly, and why?"

The old man’s eyes softened, though his tone remained firm. "You already have the answers, Alpha Theo. You must look within yourself to find them."

Theo took a step closer, his voice rising. "What if I fail? What if I can’t protect her?"

The old wise one placed a hand on Theo’s shoulder, his grip surprisingly strong.

"Failure is not an option, young alpha. You have more strength within you than you realize. Use it."

The wise one turned and began walking toward a small room at the back of the temple.

As he reached the doorway, he paused and looked back at Theo.

"You are running out of time," he said, his voice echoing ominously through the temple.

Then, without another word, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving Theo standing alone, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions...

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