Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 154

Chapter 154: Chapter 154

The convoy sped through the dark roads, engines roaring with determination.

Alpha Derrick’s eyes were locked on the fleeing car ahead. His mind raced with anticipation.

*Kimberly is inside that car. She has to be.*

The chase continued until the car finally pulled over at an open field near a small wooden lodge.

The headlights illuminated a group of people waiting—a mix of men and women, some holding drinks, others setting up a firepit. Laughter echoed in the night air.

Derrick clenched his jaw. *Why would they bring Kimberly here?*

He turned to his men. "Stay back and observe. Let’s see what their next move is."

The group remained silent as they watched the driver step out. Their breaths hitched when he walked toward the trunk and popped it open.

But instead of pulling Kimberly out, he reached for something else.

Crates of alcohol.

One by one, he unloaded bottles of whiskey and beer, handing them over to his friends, who cheered in excitement.

Derrick’s grip on the dashboard tightened. His face darkened, and his body stiffened with rage.

*This was all a trick. A damn trick.*

He had been deceived. Played like a fool.

Theo had orchestrated the perfect distraction.

Derrick’s chest burned with frustration. His pride screamed at him. *How could I have fallen for this? How did I let Theo outsmart me?*

One of the alphas sitting behind him hesitantly spoke. "Alpha Derrick, what do we do?"

Without turning, Derrick growled, "We leave. We’ve been played."

His men shared confused glances but didn’t question him.

They could see the fury radiating from his clenched jaw, his tightened fists. The three alphas in the car remained silent, too afraid to say anything.

As their convoy turned around and sped off, Derrick’s thoughts ran wild.

*Returning to the temple would be a waste of time.

Theo isn’t stupid. If Kimberly was ever there, he would have moved her already.

But where?*

The frustration boiled inside him, threatening to explode. He needed answers. He needed to be three steps ahead of Theo.

Derrick exhaled sharply and made a decision.

"I’ll go alone from here," he suddenly announced.

The three alphas turned to him in surprise. "Alpha?" one of them asked cautiously.

Derrick’s voice was cold. "My men will drop you off. I’ll contact you if anything comes up."

Before they could object, he jumped out of the car and into another vehicle, gripping the steering wheel tightly.

As he drove off into the night, his eyes burned with vengeance.

*Theo, you won this round. But I swear, you won’t win the next.*

Meanwhile, back in Theo’s car, relief washed over him.

"Elijah," Theo finally spoke, his voice calm but filled with curiosity. "How did you come up with that plan so fast?"

Elijah smirked, leaning back against the seat. "You told me to make sure they didn’t suspect anything, right? The old delivery man was the best option."

Theo raised an eyebrow. "How did you convince him?"

Elijah let out a small chuckle. "I told him it was a matter of life and death.

He was hesitant at first, but when I slipped him a little money... well, let’s just say he was more than happy to help."

Theo let out a low whistle. "Smart move. I’m proud of you, Elijah."

Elijah grinned. "Glad to be of help, Alpha."

For a moment, Theo relaxed. Kimberly was safe—for now.

But his mind refused to stay at ease.

"Where is the old man taking Kimberly?" Theo asked.

Elijah glanced at him. "Snowview Hotel. Our men are already stationed there to receive her."

Theo nodded, his mind working fast. "The pack’s hotel. That’s a solid choice."

Elijah smirked. "I do my best, Alpha."

But Theo’s expression turned serious again.

*Derrick won’t give up. He’ll try again. Harder. Smarter... Kimberly is not safe yet.*

He sighed deeply, rubbing his temple.

*I need a new plan. A different approach. Something Derrick won’t see coming.*

His grip on the armrest tightened.

He had won this round. But the real battle was just beginning.

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Mona gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she drove into the darkness.

The road was empty, her heart pounding against her ribs.

*No one must know. Not yet.*

She had spent years waiting for an opportunity like this.

The chance to gain power beyond imagination. The chance to become unstoppable.

As she pulled up to the secluded house, she took a deep breath, scanning the area for any sign of movement.

Shadows danced under the weak glow of a flickering bulb in the corner, but nothing else stirred.

*Good. No one followed me.* Mona thought.

Just as she reached for her phone, a deep, husky voice cut through the silence.

"Luna Mona, no phone calls are allowed here."

She froze, her heart skipping a beat. Whipping around, she found a towering figure standing behind her.

His presence was overwhelming, his eyes cold and piercing.

"You must be Carlos," she said, forcing her voice to remain steady.

Carlos nodded, offering no further words. Instead, he gestured for her to follow him inside.

Mona swallowed hard, steeling herself before stepping into the darkness.

The interior was nothing like she expected. It wasn’t a grand lair or a mystical sanctuary, just a plain, dimly lit corridor leading to a single room.

Carlos pushed open the door, revealing a small chamber with a single chair.

"Sit," he instructed.

Mona hesitated before lowering herself onto the chair, her instincts sharp and ready.

Carlos stood before her, his gaze unwavering. "What do you want, Luna?"

Mona met his eyes, her own filled with determination. "Power. The kind that no one can take from me."

Carlos smirked, folding his arms. "And what makes you think I can give you that?"

"You know about the Moon Goddess. I need to understand her powers and how they can be transferred."

Carlos’s smirk widened, amusement flickering in his expression. "No one speaks of that for a reason."

Mona narrowed her eyes. "Why?"

Carlos leaned closer. "Because it was forbidden. In ancient times, there were those who sought to steal the power of the Moon Goddess.

But the rituals required to do so were labeled as black magic. The witches who performed them were banished, considered abominations."

Mona’s breath hitched. *Stealing the Moon Goddess’s power?*

"If it was possible, why hasn’t anyone done it?" she challenged.

Carlos chuckled darkly. "Because the ones who could do it were wiped out. Except for one."

Mona leaned forward. "Who?"

Carlos’s eyes gleamed with something almost sinister. "Katherina."

The name sent a chill down Mona’s spine.

"That’s impossible," she whispered. "The books say she was buried under the ocean, five thousand feet below sea level."

Carlos let out a low laugh. "Books only tell the stories people want to believe. The truth is... she’s alive."

Mona stared at him, her mind spinning. "How do you know?"

Carlos held out his hands. Slowly, his eyes turned blood-red, glowing in the dim room. "Because I am her creation."

Mona shot up from her seat, stepping back in horror. "No... this isn’t real."

Carlos simply watched her, unfazed.

Mona’s breaths grew ragged. Her hands trembled. "I need to wake up," she murmured, shaking her head.

A gentle hand touched hers.

"Mona, get up now."

The voice was soft, but held an undeniable power.

Mona’s eyes snapped open, and what she saw nearly stole the air from her lungs.

Before her stood a woman unlike any she had ever seen.

She radiated beauty, power, and something far more dangerous—control.

Her long silver hair shimmered, her eyes burned with a mystical glow, and her skin seemed to emit an unnatural light.

Mona couldn’t move. Couldn’t speak.

"I am Katherina," the woman said with a smile, her voice both soothing and terrifying.

Carlos immediately fell to his knees, bowing deeply.

Mona swallowed hard, fighting to regain her composure.

"Why are you helping me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Katherina tilted her head, amusement dancing in her eyes. "Because you are one of mine."

Mona’s breath hitched. "What do you mean?"

Katherina stepped closer, her presence suffocating yet intoxicating. "You are from my lineage, child. You have my blood in your veins."

Mona felt her entire world shift.

She had always known she was different. Stronger. More cunning. But this? This changed everything.

Katherina laughed, a sound that sent chills down Mona’s spine.

"I will give you what you desire. Power beyond your imagination. But in return, I will have my revenge."

Mona stared at her, uncertainty warring with temptation.

*Revenge? Against who?*

But before she could speak, Katherina reached out, placing a single finger against Mona’s forehead.

A rush of energy shot through her, and the world faded to black.

★★★

Meanwhile, at Snowview Hotel...

Alpha Theo stepped into the dimly lit room, his eyes immediately finding Kimberly’s sleeping form.

She lay still, her breathing even, her face calm. But something felt... off.

The air was thick with an unexplainable energy, an eerie stillness that made even the guards shift uncomfortably.

Theo took a step closer. "Is she still unconscious?" he asked one of the guards.

"Yes, Alpha," the man replied. "She hasn’t moved since she was brought here."

Theo exhaled, rubbing his temple.

*I need to figure this out. Fast.*

But before he could think further, a sudden pulse of energy filled the room.

A bright blue light erupted from Kimberly’s eyes as she sat up abruptly.

The guards jumped back in shock.

Theo froze, his heart pounding.

Kimberly’s lips parted, and in a voice that was not entirely her own, she spoke.

"The time has come. And they are coming."

A shiver ran down Theo’s spine.

The guards exchanged nervous glances, waiting for their Alpha’s command.

But Theo said nothing.

Because for the first time in a long time, he felt something unfamiliar.

Fear...