Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 139

Chapter 139: Chapter 139

The quiet of the night was broken by the faint vibration of a phone on Alpha Theo’s nightstand.

He glanced at the clock—12:47 a.m. His brows furrowed as he reached for the phone, seeing Elijah’s name flashing on the screen.

"Why are you calling at this hour?" Theo demanded the moment he answered.

"Alpha, we have some visitors at the gate," Elijah replied, his tone guarded.

"Visitors? At this time of night?" Theo asked sharply, already rising from his bed.

"Yes, Alpha. They’ve refused to say where they’re from, but their scent... it’s familiar. I can’t identify the pack, though."

Theo was silent for a moment, his mind racing. *Familiar scent but unidentified? This feels off.*

"I’m on my way," he said curtly, cutting the call and heading out of his room.

As he moved swiftly down the halls, his thoughts spiraled.

*Could Derrick have sent spies? Or worse, assassins? No, he wouldn’t dare. Not yet, at least. So who are these people?*

He pushed open the large wooden doors leading outside.

The cool night air greeted him as he approached the gathered group of strangers, their heads slightly bowed in respect.

His own men stood nearby, their postures rigid, ready for anything.

Theo’s gaze swept over the strangers with piercing intensity.

*Who could all these people be and why are they here now?* Theo thought briefly with his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Who are you, and why are you here at this hour?"

The strangers remained silent, exchanging brief glances. Without a word, one of them stepped forward and opened the back door of their vehicle.

Theo’s heart stopped for a moment when he saw her. Kimberly emerged, her movements slow and weak.

She pulled off the veil covering her face, and Theo’s sharp intake of breath was audible.

"Kimberly!" he exclaimed, rushing toward her. The hard lines of his face softened as he pulled her into a protective embrace.

"Are you okay? What happened? Who made you run away this late?" His voice, filled with worry, tumbled out in rapid succession.

Kimberly, leaning against him, managed a faint smile. Her voice was barely audible. "I... I need to rest."

Theo nodded quickly. "Of course. Don’t say another word." He glanced at his men.

"Guard us." Then, turning to the strangers, he added, "I don’t know who you are or why you brought her here, but thank you."

The men nodded silently before retreating to their vehicle and driving off into the night.

Theo didn’t watch them leave—his focus was entirely on Kimberly. He guided her gently inside, his protective instincts heightened.

★★Next Morning ★★

The sun had barely risen when chaos erupted in Alpha Derrick’s pack.

Derrick stormed into the maids’ quarters, his aura dark and menacing. His men followed closely behind, their steps heavy with tension.

He shoved open Kimberly’s door, but the room was empty. The bed was undisturbed, and the faint scent of her lingering in the air did little to calm him.

Derrick clenched his fists, his rage bubbling to the surface. "Where is she?" he growled under his breath.

Turning sharply, he barked at his guards.

"Search everywhere for Kimberly now and also assemble everyone. Now!"

It didn’t take long for the maids and guards to gather in the courtyard.

The air was thick with unease, whispers rippling through the group as Derrick’s fury loomed over them.

Derrick stepped forward, his gaze sweeping across the crowd like a predator hunting its prey.

"Kimberly is missing," he announced, his voice cold and cutting. "She is not in her room. She is not anywhere in this packhouse."

Gasps and murmurs spread through the crowd, everyone exchanging confused looks.

"What’s happening and where could she possibly go?" Some voices asking questions, as no answer was given.

"I will ask this only once," Derrick continued, his tone deadly. "Who knows where she is?"

Silence. Not a single soul dared to speak.

"Do not mistake my patience for mercy," Derrick warned, his eyes narrowing.

"If I find out that any of you are hiding information, there will be consequences."

In the crowd, Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn exchanged uneasy glances.

The three of them had noticed Kimberly’s unusual behavior the previous day, but none of them had spoken about it.

Now, doubt gnawed at them. Could Kimberly have left on her own? Or had something happened to her?

Derrick’s sharp eyes landed on the trio. Their subtle exchange did not go unnoticed.

"You three," he said, pointing directly at Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn. "Step forward."

Fear evident on their faces immediately alpha Derrick pointed to them.

The women hesitated but obeyed, their steps hesitant as they moved to the front of the crowd.

Derrick walked up to them, his presence suffocating.

"You’re her closest friends," he said, his voice low but menacing. "If anyone knows where she is, it’s you."

"We don’t know anything, Alpha," Mohandria said quickly, her voice trembling.

"Nothing at all?" Derrick pressed, his eyes boring into hers.

Lisa shook her head. "We... we noticed she was quiet yesterday, but she didn’t say anything about leaving."

Kaitlyn remained silent, her gaze fixed on the ground.

Derrick studied them for a moment before stepping back.

"Guards," he ordered, his voice echoing through the courtyard. "Take these three with me. We’re going to have a little... conversation."

The crowd gasped, and Mohandria’s eyes widened in fear. "Alpha, please—"

"Enough!" Derrick barked, cutting her off. "I will not repeat myself."

The guards moved in, gripping the women’s arms firmly.

Derrick turned and began walking away, his anger radiating off him in waves and it was obvious that he will not do anything to get them talking.

"Let’s see if your silence holds up when the stakes are higher," he muttered darkly.

Behind him, the three women were dragged along, their faces pale with fear.

The crowd watched in stunned silence, unsure of what was about to unfold.

Alpha Derrick and the guards heavy sound of footsteps fading into the distance, leaving the packhouse shrouded in a tense and oppressive silence...