Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 150

Chapter 150: Chapter 150

Kimberly’s eyes fluttered open. Her breathing was heavy, her body weak, yet she could feel something surging within her—power, raw and untamed.

She quickly realized she was back in the temple, but something was different.

The air was thick with reverence. Everyone around her was bowed to the ground, including the old chief priest himself.

Confusion clouded her mind. *Why are they bowing? What’s going on?*

She attempted to stand, but as she moved, a blinding light flickered in her vision.

The realization hit her—her eyes were still glowing blue, radiating an overwhelming force.

She could feel it coursing through her veins, powerful yet unfamiliar.

*Is this what transformation feels like? Am I truly becoming something beyond what I’ve ever known?* Kimberly thought.

Her chest rose and fell as she steadied herself, struggling to contain the energy pulsing through her body.

She opened her mouth to speak, to ask what was happening, but the words that came out weren’t in any language she knew—yet somehow, she understood them.

It was an ancient language, one she had never been taught, yet it flowed from her lips like she had spoken it her entire life.

Gasps echoed throughout the temple.

Kimberly barely had time to process the horror in their eyes before darkness overtook her, and she collapsed.

Alpha Theo had been standing at a distance, watching everything unfold.

He had arrived at the temple earlier, curious about Kimberly’s training, but he never expected to witness something so extraordinary.

When she spoke in that unknown language, his blood ran cold. He had seen powerful wolves before, but nothing like this.

The moment she collapsed, Theo snapped out of his shock and rushed toward her, his warriors following close behind.

"Kimberly!" His voice was laced with urgency as he knelt beside her. Her body was still warm, but she was unresponsive.

The old chief priest stepped forward, his expression unreadable.

"She needs to be taken inside," the priest instructed.

Two temple guards immediately lifted Kimberly, carefully carrying her back to the room where she had slept the night before.

Theo followed closely, his heart pounding.

Once Kimberly was settled, Theo turned sharply to the chief priest.

"Will she be okay?" His voice was tense, laced with a rare hint of desperation.

The old man let out a slow breath. "She should be. But the power within her is unlike anything we have ever seen.

It is overwhelming her body. She needs time to adjust."

Theo’s fists clenched. "How long will it take?" With an evident of worry mixed with curiosity, Theo asked.

"No one can say," the priest admitted. "She is the first of her kind in over two centuries.

What is happening inside her is beyond anything we have documented. All we can do is hope she is strong enough to withstand it."

Theo turned away, rubbing his temples.

*Hope? That’s not enough. Kimberly doesn’t have time. Neither do I.*

He began pacing in front of the room, frustration boiling beneath his calm facade.

The chief priest continued. "Theo, no moon goddess in history has ever possessed such immense power.

It seems that all the past moon goddesses are transferring their strength into her.

This process could take days, weeks—maybe longer. Her body is fighting to contain what it was never prepared for."

Theo inhaled deeply. "She’s strong. She’ll survive this."

The old man gave him a knowing look. "I hope you are right."

As the chief priest walked away, Theo remained, standing guard outside Kimberly’s door. His mind was a storm of thoughts.

Then, his phone rang.

The moment he saw the caller ID, he answered without hesitation.

"Elijah, speak," Theo commanded.

"Alpha," Elijah’s voice was urgent, "I just got first-hand information that some alphas are forming an alliance with Alpha Derrick."

Theo’s grip on his phone tightened. "An alliance?"

"Yes. They are planning something, and they might be starting a search for Kimberly soon."

Theo exhaled sharply.

*Derrick is making his move already. I should have known he wouldn’t sit still.

But forming an alliance? This means he’s more desperate than I thought.*

"Elijah, did you find out which alphas are involved?"

"Not yet, Alpha, but I’m working on it. What should we do?"

Theo was silent for a few seconds, calculating.

*Derrick wants Kimberly. He knows she’s the key to becoming Alpha King, and he won’t stop until he finds her.*

"Leave the rest to me," Theo finally said.

"Keep an eye on everything, but don’t make a move yet. I’ll call you when I need you and the others."

"Yes, Alpha."

Theo ended the call, his jaw clenched.

"What could Derrick be planning to give in exchange for the other alphas alliance?

Derrick is a trickster and I am very sure he’s not going to stop till he gets what he wants." With his voice barely above a whisper, Theo said to himself.

*Derrick is pushing too far. If he thinks he can just take what’s mine, he’s dead wrong.*

But Theo knew he couldn’t go to war just yet—not when Kimberly was still unconscious, still battling within herself.

*I need to act fast. I need a plan.*

Determined, Theo turned on his heel and walked back toward the temple, where the old chief priest was seated in deep meditation.

Without hesitation, he spoke.

"Alpha Theo," the priest said, sensing his presence, "are you leaving already?"

"Yes," Theo replied, his tone firm. "There’s a matter of great urgency I need to attend to."

The old priest opened his eyes, studying Theo carefully.

"I understand. But remember, Kimberly is at the heart of all of this. She will either unite this world or tear it apart. Be careful how you play your part in this."

Theo met the priest’s gaze, unwavering. "Just take care of her. Call me immediately if anything changes."

The priest nodded solemnly. "I will."

Without another word, Alpha Theo turned and strode out of the temple, his mind set on what had to be done.

*Derrick wants war. If he thinks I’m going to sit back and watch, he’s a fool.*

As he stepped out, the wind howled around him, carrying with it the weight of the battle that was about to unfold...