Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 127

Chapter 127: Chapter 127

Elena and Kimberly froze when the knock came again, louder this time.

For a moment, silence hung heavy in the room, and Kimberly instinctively moved closer to the corner, hiding behind the door as Elena signaled her to stay put.

"Who is there?" Elena called out, her voice calm but firm. She stepped closer to the door, her hand hovering near the handle.

"Ma’am, it’s us! We’re here to see Kimberly!" came a chorus of familiar voices.

Elena exhaled deeply in relief. Kimberly, recognizing the voices, peeked from behind the door, her face lighting up with a mixture of surprise and joy.

Elena unlocked the door and pulled it open. Standing there were Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn, their faces filled with excitement and worry.

"Kimberly!" they all exclaimed at once, rushing forward to envelop her in a group hug.

Kimberly, overwhelmed by their affection, let out a small laugh, her earlier tension melting away.

"Hey, girls," Kimberly said softly, her voice shaky but full of gratitude. "I didn’t expect you all here."

"We had to see you," Mohandria said, her voice earnest. "When we heard what happened, we couldn’t just sit and wait."

Elena watched the reunion silently, her arms crossed as she leaned against the wall.

Just as she was about to excuse herself to give them privacy, Mohandria turned toward her with a serious expression.

"Ma’am Elena, please... we need to talk to you," Mohandria said, her tone firm.

Elena raised an eyebrow, curiosity flickering across her face. The sudden shift in tone made the room feel heavier.

Kimberly glanced at her friends, sensing the urgency in Mohandria’s voice.

Elena straightened up and nodded. "Come in, all of you," she said, stepping aside.

She quickly scanned the hallway before closing and locking the door. "What is it?"

The group shuffled inside, the room now feeling smaller with all of them seated. Elena remained standing, her gaze fixed on Mohandria.

Mohandria took a deep breath before speaking.

"Why are we seeing the same things happening to Kimberly over and over again?

Every time it feels like she’s just starting to find peace, something else comes to shake her life apart.

What’s really going on, and why does it seem like the entire world is after her?"

Kimberly lowered her head slightly, her fingers fidgeting in her lap.

She didn’t dare look up, knowing her friends were just voicing questions she’d been asking herself.

Before Elena could answer, Lisa leaned forward, her voice trembling with urgency.

"Ma’am Elena, we need to do something. We can’t just keep watching her go through this.

Please, tell us what we can do to help her. Anything. Just tell us."

Elena studied their faces—Mohandria’s determination, Lisa’s desperation, Kaitlyn’s quiet but firm resolve. Their loyalty to Kimberly was clear.

"You girls have good hearts," Elena began softly, sitting down in front of them.

"But you need to understand that this situation isn’t something simple.

Kimberly’s life is tied to forces beyond what you can imagine. Forces that are ancient, powerful, and relentless."

Kimberly lifted her head at that, her eyes filled with confusion. "Forces? What do you mean, ma’am Elena?"

Elena sighed, her gaze shifting between the young women. "I can’t tell you everything yet, not here.

This place is far from safe for such discussions. But I promise you, there’s more to Kimberly than even she knows. And that truth is why she’s being targeted."

Kaitlyn, who had been quiet until now, finally spoke up.

"If we can’t know everything now, then tell us one thing. How do we protect her? How do we make sure she’s safe?"

Elena smiled faintly at Kaitlyn’s unwavering tone. "That’s the right question to ask. Protecting Kimberly means staying alert.

Watching for signs, for anything unusual. The people after her are cunning and will stop at nothing to get what they want."

Mohandria frowned. "But why her? What do they want from Kimberly? Can’t we do something to make them stop?"

Elena shook her head slowly. "It’s not that simple.

What they want is tied to who Kimberly is—something she doesn’t even fully understand yet.

They won’t stop until they have her or what they believe she can give them. That’s why we must act carefully."

Kimberly’s voice trembled as she finally spoke. "But ma’am Elena, why me? What makes me so different that everyone seems to want to control me?"

Elena reached out and placed a comforting hand on Kimberly’s shoulder.

"You’re different because you’re special, Kimberly. That’s not something to fear—it’s something to embrace.

But right now, the most important thing is keeping you safe."

Kimberly nodded slowly, though her heart felt heavy.

*Special? I don’t feel special. I feel like a pawn in a game I don’t understand.*

The room fell silent for a moment, the weight of Elena’s words sinking in. Then Elena stood up, her posture straight and commanding.

"I’ll arrange for us to meet somewhere secure, where we can speak freely," she said, her voice firm.

"Until then, I need you all to be cautious. Don’t trust anyone outside this room."

Lisa looked worried. "But what if they come for Kimberly again? How do we fight back?"

Elena’s eyes softened as she replied, "You won’t have to fight alone. I’ll be there. We’ll figure this out together.

But for now, Kimberly needs you to be strong, just like you’ve always been for her."

Kimberly, overwhelmed by her friends’ concern and Elena’s reassurance, felt tears prick her eyes.

She quickly wiped them away, trying to steady her voice. "Thank you... all of you. I don’t know what I’d do without you."

Her friends immediately moved to hug her again, their support enveloping her like a warm shield.

After a moment, Elena cleared her throat gently, breaking the emotional moment.

"Alright, girls, it’s time to return to your places. Stay alert and keep your eyes open. If anything feels off, let me know immediately."

The three friends nodded in unison, their faces determined.

"We will," Mohandria said firmly.

As they prepared to leave, Kimberly looked at Elena, her eyes filled with gratitude and fear. "Thank you, ma’am Elena. For everything."

Elena gave her a reassuring smile. "You don’t have to thank me, Kimberly. You just have to stay strong. We’ll get through this—together."

The group quietly left the room, each of them more determined than ever to protect Kimberly from whatever dangers lay ahead.

★★★

Kimberly and her friends walked quietly through the hallway, their footsteps echoing softly against the walls of the pack house.

They were just beginning to relax after the tension in Elena’s room when they suddenly saw Mona, the Luna of the pack, approaching with her guards trailing behind her.

The moment they saw her, they instinctively stopped in their tracks and bowed their heads in respect.

Mona’s sharp, assessing gaze swept over the group before her lips curled into a tight smile.

"Kimberly," Mona said, her voice carrying a weight of authority, "I need to talk to you briefly. The rest of you can go wait for her outside."

Kimberly’s friends exchanged uncertain glances with her, their eyes silently asking if she was okay.

Before any of them could say a word, Mona’s guards stepped forward, firmly escorting them away.

Mohandria looked back over her shoulder, her eyes filled with worry. "We’ll be right outside, Kimberly," she said softly before disappearing with the others.

Kimberly was left standing alone with Mona. The tension in the air was thick, and Kimberly could feel Mona’s eyes boring into her.

"So," Mona began, taking a slow, deliberate step closer, her expression cold and calculating, "you think you’re special now, don’t you, Kimberly?"

Kimberly straightened her back, keeping her face neutral, though her mind was racing.

*She’s fishing for something. She wants me to slip up. But I won’t give her the satisfaction.*

"I don’t understand what you mean, Luna," Kimberly replied, her tone calm and polite, though her hands were clenched tightly at her sides.

Mona’s lips twitched as if suppressing a smirk.

She stepped closer, the heels of her shoes clicking ominously against the floor. Now, they were just inches apart.

"Don’t play dumb with me," Mona hissed, her voice low and venomous.

"No matter what anyone tells you or how important you think you are, remember this:

you are nothing more than a slave in this pack. You are answerable to me, and you always will be."

Kimberly felt her blood boil at those words, but she forced herself to remain composed.

She knew Mona was trying to provoke her, trying to make her falter. Instead, Kimberly did something unexpected—she smiled.

"Forgive me, O’ great Luna," Kimberly said, her voice dripping with mock politeness.

"But if I am just a small, insignificant maid in this pack, why are you so worried?

Surely someone as important as you has more pressing matters to attend to than bothering with someone like me."

Mona’s face darkened, her eyes flashing with anger at Kimberly’s words.

She opened her mouth to retort but stopped herself, clearly trying to maintain control over her emotions.

"You’re clever with your words, aren’t you?" Mona said, her voice trembling with barely contained fury.

"But don’t think for a second that you can deceive me. I know there’s more to you than you’re letting on.

Watch your back, Kimberly. You’ll slip eventually, and when you do, I’ll be there."

Kimberly stood her ground, her smile fading into a cold, unreadable expression. "If that’s all, Luna," she said softly, "I’ll take my leave now."

Mona didn’t reply. She turned sharply, calling out to her guards. "We’re leaving," she barked, her voice echoing through the hallway.

As Mona stormed away with her guards in tow, her footsteps fading into the distance, Kimberly stood still, watching her go.

Her heart was pounding, but she refused to let any fear show.

*Let her be angry,* Kimberly thought to herself, her eyes narrowing slightly.

*The more she’s focused on me, the less she’ll see what’s really coming.*

And with that thought, Kimberly turned and made her way toward the exit, where her friends were waiting for her...