Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 122

Chapter 122: Chapter 122

Mona stormed into the hospital room, her sharp heels clicking against the tiled floor.

Her eyes immediately darted to the bed where her father, Alpha Darwin, was supposed to be resting in his comatose state. But the bed was empty.

For a second, she froze, her mind refusing to process what she was seeing.

She inhaled deeply, trying to suppress the panic bubbling inside her. Turning sharply to her guards, she motioned toward one of them.

"Go find the doctor. Now!" Mona’s voice was like ice, her tone cutting through the room.

One of her guards bolted out of the room without hesitation. Mona clenched her fists, staring at the empty bed.

*This is impossible. He can’t just vanish! Someone has to answer for this.*

The door swung open moments later, and the doctor, visibly flustered, entered the room with hurried steps.

His face paled as his eyes fell on the empty bed.

"Where is my father?" Mona demanded, her voice dangerously calm but brimming with anger.

The doctor stammered, his hands fidgeting nervously. "M-Ma’am, I... I don’t know. I—I personally checked on him this morning. He was here, resting as usual. I don’t understand—"

Mona stepped closer to him, her piercing gaze making him flinch.

"You *don’t understand?* That’s your excuse? My father is not a missing patient; he is the Alpha of this a prestigious pack. And you are telling me you don’t know where he is?"

"Ma’am, please believe me. I—I didn’t authorize any transfer, nor did I leave the ward unattended. It’s against protocol—"

"I don’t want to hear about your protocols!" Mona snapped, her voice rising.

"I want my father found. Now! If anything happens to him, I will hold you personally responsible. Do you understand me?"

The doctor nodded frantically, his face drenched in sweat. "I will get to the bottom of this immediately, Ma’am. Please... give me some time."

"Time?" Mona let out a sharp, bitter laugh. "Time is something you don’t have, doctor. I suggest you use every second wisely."

The doctor didn’t wait for another word. He spun around and dashed out of the room, barking orders at the nurses as he went.

Mona exhaled deeply, her hands trembling slightly. She turned to her guards, who stood silently by the door. "Leave me. I need to think."

"Yes, Ma’am." They bowed their heads and exited the room, leaving her alone in the deafening silence.

Mona pulled out her phone, her fingers shaking slightly as she dialed Alpha Derrick. He answered almost immediately.

"Mona, what’s wrong?" Derrick’s voice was sharp, sensing the tension even through the phone.

"It’s Father," Mona said, struggling to keep her composure. "He’s not in his hospital room. He’s gone."

There was a brief silence on the other end before Derrick’s voice came back, laced with confusion. "Gone? What do you mean, gone? Did you authorize a transfer?"

"No, Derrick!" Mona hissed. "Why would I authorize a transfer without informing you? I thought maybe *you* had him moved for some reason."

Derrick’s tone grew more serious. "I didn’t. And I wouldn’t without consulting you first.

Are you sure the staff isn’t hiding something? Someone must have seen something."

Mona paced the room, her heels clicking rhythmically on the floor. "I’ve already threatened the doctor within an inch of his life.

He claims he has no idea what happened, and I don’t think he’s lying. Whoever took Father was careful—no traces, no witnesses."

Derrick sighed heavily on the other end of the line. "This doesn’t make sense. Your father is in a coma. Who would take him? And why?"

"That’s what I’m trying to figure out," Mona said, her voice breaking slightly. "But I can’t shake the feeling that this is part of something bigger, something planned."

Derrick was quiet for a moment, then said firmly, "Stay where you are. I’m coming to the hospital. We’ll figure this out together."

"Hurry, Derrick," Mona said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I’m on my way," Derrick replied before ending the call.

Mona lowered the phone slowly, staring at the empty bed once more.

Her father’s absence felt like a gaping hole, not just in the room but in her very sense of control. She clenched her fists, her thoughts racing.

*Whoever did this... They will regret it. No one messes with my family and gets away with it.*

★★★

Kimberly sat on the cold, hard floor, her hands tied and her blindfold pressing tightly against her eyes.

Her breathing was shallow, her mind racing. She tried to focus, but fear gripped her like never before.

Suddenly, she heard the sound of heavy boots approaching.

The door creaked open, and footsteps filled the room. Kimberly tensed up, her heart pounding.

"Untie her and remove the blindfold," a deep, commanding voice said.

Two pairs of rough hands grabbed her. She flinched but didn’t resist as they untied her wrists and removed the blindfold.

Bright light hit her eyes, and she blinked rapidly, her vision adjusting to the sudden glare.

Standing before her was a tall man with an imposing figure. His eyes were sharp, cold, and calculating.

He crossed his arms and studied her for a moment before speaking.

"If you cooperate with me, I won’t kill you," he said bluntly, his voice calm but menacing.

"I only need your blood. Give it willingly, and I’ll let you go."

Kimberly’s heart sank. She felt her throat tighten, but she forced herself to speak.

"Why do you need my blood?"

The man smirked, as if amused by her courage. "You don’t need to know. All you need to do is agree. This doesn’t have to be difficult."

Kimberly’s mind raced. *If they could have taken it by force, they would have already done it. They need me alive. That means I still have leverage.*

She straightened her back, trying to appear braver than she felt.

"I won’t give you my blood. I don’t know who you are or what you want, but I’m not some animal you can use."

The man raised an eyebrow, seemingly intrigued by her defiance. He let out a low, humorless laugh.

"You’ve got spirit. I’ll give you that. But spirit won’t save you."

Kimberly’s gaze didn’t waver. "I don’t belong to you. If you think you can scare me into giving you what you want, you’re wrong."

The man’s smirk vanished, replaced by a cold, hard stare. "Then get ready to die," he said icily.

"Because I will take what I need, whether you cooperate or not."

He motioned to his men. "Grab her."

Two of the men stepped forward, their expressions blank and mechanical.

Kimberly’s breathing quickened, and her mind screamed for a way out.

But something inside her shifted. A surge of energy bubbled up, unfamiliar and overwhelming.

It wasn’t fear. It was something else entirely—something powerful.

Before the men could lay their hands on her, Kimberly let out a scream. It wasn’t a cry of fear but a raw, primal sound that seemed to come from deep within her.

The room was suddenly bathed in blinding light.

Her eyes glowed with a strange mixture of blue and white, brighter than anything she or anyone had ever seen.

The light erupted from her, filling every corner of the space and forcing everyone to shield their eyes.

"What is this?!" the man shouted, his voice panicked for the first time.

The men around her stumbled backward, their hands covering their faces as the light grew brighter and hotter.

Kimberly couldn’t control it, didn’t even understand it, but it felt like a dam had burst inside her, releasing an energy she never knew she had.

One by one, the men fled the room, shouting in fear and confusion.

Even the commanding man stumbled backward, his face contorted with rage and disbelief.

"This isn’t over, Kimberly!" he yelled, his voice echoing as he disappeared through the door.

And then there was silence.

Kimberly sat there, her chest heaving, her hands trembling.

The light began to fade, leaving the room dim and quiet. For the first time since her abduction, she was alone.

She looked down at her hands, her fingers glowing faintly for a moment before returning to normal. Her mind raced, but no answers came.

*What just happened to me?* she thought, her fear now mixed with a strange sense of awe.

The silence around her was deafening, but in her heart, something new had awakened.

Something she didn’t yet understand but knew would change everything.

"I need to find my way out of this place, but I don’t even know where I am" Kimberly said to herself.

She roam around the place, before finally finding the way out of the building.

*Even if I find my way back home, I can’t possibly tell anyone about what happened between I and those men...

I will have to pretend like the last time for my own safety and I still need answers about myself* Kimberly was in a deep thought.

"How long will I keep this lies going, before I find myself?" She asked herself, as she continued to wander around...