Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 153

Chapter 153: Chapter 153

Alpha Theo was about to drive out of his house alone when his phone beeped.

He glanced at the screen. A message from an unknown number.

Frowning, he tapped it open and read the words aloud, his heart pounding harder with each passing second.

"Take Kimberly away from where she is immediately. Alpha Derrick and some other men are about to get there."

Theo’s grip tightened around his phone as unease settled deep in his chest.

*Who sent this? Is this a trap?*

He inhaled sharply, forcing himself to think fast. If there was even a slight chance that Kimberly was in danger, he couldn’t ignore it.

He quickly scrolled through his contacts and dialed Elijah’s number.

The phone rang only once before Elijah picked up.

"Hello, Alpha. Hope all is well?"

Theo didn’t waste time. "Elijah, are you still around the temple?" His voice was tense, urgent.

"Yes, Alpha. I’m still here," Elijah responded.

"I sent the rest of the men away to avoid suspicion, just as you instructed."

"Good. Listen carefully," Theo said, glancing around as if expecting someone to be watching.

"I just received a message from an unknown number. Derrick and some other alphas are on their way to the temple now."

Elijah was silent for a moment before responding, his voice laced with doubt. "Alpha... what if it’s a trap?"

Theo clenched his jaw. That was the exact thought running through his mind.

"It might be," he admitted after a brief pause. "But we can’t take any risks. Whether it’s a trap or not, we have to act now."

Elijah exhaled. "What do you want me to do?"

"Take Kimberly out of the temple immediately," Theo instructed.

"Don’t make it obvious. Move in a way that won’t attract attention. Keep her hidden and safe."

"Understood, Alpha. I’ll do my best."

"Good. I’ll bring a large convoy and move in myself. If things go wrong, we’ll be ready."

Elijah didn’t hesitate. "I’ll get her out now."

The call ended.

Theo lowered his phone and stood still for a moment, staring at the ground.

*For how long will I have to keep doing this?*

He ran a hand through his hair, frustration creeping into his mind.

*Kimberly needs to grow stronger. I can’t keep shielding her forever.

If she doesn’t learn to protect herself, I’ll always be forced to fight this war alone.

I hope for the sake of everyone and the prophecy, she learn how to control her powers quickly.*

He sighed deeply before turning around to face his men, who had been standing by, awaiting his orders.

"Prepare yourselves," Theo said, his voice firm.

"We’re heading to the temple in a large convoy. We don’t know how this will play out, so be ready for battle.

If anything goes wrong, wait for my signal before attacking."

His warriors nodded in unison.

"Yes, Alpha!" Their voices rang through the air.

Without wasting any more time, they moved toward their vehicles. Theo slid into the front passenger seat of his car while his driver got behind the wheel.

As the engine roared to life, Theo gazed out the window.

*No one will take Kimberly away. No one will take what’s mine.*

The convoy moved swiftly through the streets, their vehicles maintaining tight formation.

Fifteen minutes later, they arrived at the temple.

But the moment they pulled up, Theo’s sharp eyes caught something that sent his blood boiling.

A separate convoy of cars was already making its way into the temple’s premises.

Theo’s fingers curled into fists.

*This is serious. They really came.*

His men grew tense, waiting for his command. But Theo remained calm—at least on the outside.

Inside, a storm was raging.

*I won’t let them take her. I won’t lose to anyone.*

He stepped out of his car just as the other vehicles came to a halt.

Then, the doors of the opposing convoy swung open, and Alpha Derrick emerged.

He wasn’t alone.

Three other alphas stepped out alongside him, each of them radiating authority and power.

They walked forward with controlled steps, their presence commanding. But Theo didn’t flinch. He stood his ground, his expression unreadable.

Then Derrick stopped a few feet away, his piercing eyes locking onto Theo’s.

For a moment, there was silence.

A heavy, suffocating silence.

Then Derrick spoke, his voice sharp and laced with challenge.

"What are you doing here?"

Theo didn’t respond immediately. He just stared, his gaze unyielding.

The weight of their history, their rivalry, their unspoken war—all of it hung thick in the air.

Neither of them moved.

Neither of them blinked.

And in that single moment, the battle had already begun.

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The tension in the air was suffocating. Alpha Theo and Alpha Derrick remained locked in an unyielding stare, neither willing to back down.

Their men stood behind them, awaiting commands, ready for whatever was about to unfold.

Then, out of nowhere, a small delivery bus pulled up and parked between the long convoys.

Everyone’s eyes turned toward it as an old man stepped out. He moved slowly, his wrinkled hands gripping several bundles of newspapers.

The old man glanced at the alphas and scoffed.

"Hey, young men... move aside and let me do my job," he grumbled, making his way toward Theo.

Theo didn’t move. Neither did Derrick.

Everyone stood frozen, watching as the old man casually dropped the newspapers beside where Theo was standing.

Then, without warning, the old man turned to face both alphas. His tired, aged eyes carried an intensity that was almost unsettling.

"You two look like you’re ready to tear each other apart," he muttered.

"Fools. The world is already in chaos, and yet you make it worse."

Derrick clenched his jaw, his patience wearing thin. He shot the old man a sharp glare, but the man didn’t flinch.

Theo, on the other hand, remained expressionless, watching the old man with curiosity.

Without another word, the old man climbed back into his delivery bus and drove off, disappearing as quickly as he had appeared.

The silence lingered for a moment before Theo finally spoke.

"Last time I checked, this isn’t even close to your territory, Derrick," Theo said, his gaze never leaving Derrick’s.

Derrick smirked. "I didn’t come here to exchange petty insults with you, Theo. I have more important things to deal with."

He turned slightly, prepared to walk into the temple. But just as he took a step forward, Theo’s voice cut through the air again.

"Haven’t you learned your lesson yet?" Theo asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

Derrick stopped in his tracks, his muscles tensing.

He turned back around, his expression darkening. "What exactly do you mean?"

Theo casually reached into his pocket, pulling out a small object.

The Search Coin.

The moment Derrick’s eyes landed on it, a flicker of anger crossed his face.

Theo smirked and held it up slightly. "Are you sure you want to take this route again?"

Derrick clenched his fists.

*He’s taunting me... trying to buy time.*

Derrick forced himself to relax. He wouldn’t let Theo get under his skin. Not today.

"You should hold onto that tightly," Derrick said with a slow smirk, masking his fury.

"Because by the end of the day, you might need it to save yourself."

Their eyes locked again, the weight of unspoken threats thick between them.

But before Derrick could move forward, the temple doors opened.

All heads turned as Elijah stepped out.

Derrick’s sharp eyes immediately caught the slight tension in Elijah’s shoulders, the controlled way he was walking—too carefully, too calculated.

*Something isn’t right.*

Derrick quickly masked his thoughts, keeping his expression neutral.

*This confirms it... Kimberly is here.*

Derrick’s heartbeat quickened, but he didn’t rush. Instead, he took a slow step forward.

But just as he did, a vehicle suddenly sped out from the temple’s back entrance.

The tires screeched, kicking up dust as the driver pressed hard on the gas.

The vehicle moved as if it was running away from something.

Derrick’s instincts screamed at him.

His eyes widened. *Kimberly.*

Without hesitation, he spun around and shouted to his men.

"That vehicle must not escape! Go after it!"

Instantly, his warriors and the other alphas rushed toward their vehicles.

Derrick’s heartbeat thundered in his chest. He didn’t think—he acted. He jumped into his car and slammed the door shut.

As his convoy roared to life, Derrick turned to look at Theo one last time.

He rolled down his window, his smirk dripping with arrogance.

"It’s game over for you today, Theo," Derrick sneered.

Then, in a flurry of movement, the entire convoy sped off after the escaping vehicle, disappearing into the distance.

Theo stood frozen, his mind racing.

*Was Kimberly really in that car?*

Everything had happened too fast. His instincts screamed at him to act—to give the order to chase after them.

But as he opened his mouth to command his men—

A hand tapped his shoulder.

Theo turned sharply. Elijah.

The Elijah’s face was calm, almost amused.

Theo’s throat felt dry as he whispered, "Shouldn’t we go after them?"

Elijah smiled. A small, knowing smile.

"Let them go," he said simply.

Theo’s chest tightened. "What about Kimberly?" His voice was barely audible.

Elijah’s eyes gleamed with something unreadable.

Then he leaned in and whispered,

"She’s with the old delivery man."