Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Chapter 157

The night air was thick with silence. A heavy, almost suffocating stillness hung over the maids’ quarters as Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn sat together outside, their faces clouded with worry.

The usual warmth of their conversations was missing. Instead, a quiet sadness settled between them.

Kaitlyn’s fingers trembled as she clutched the hem of her dress. Her eyes were red-rimmed, but she stubbornly refused to let her tears fall.

"Is this how things will pan out?" Kaitlyn finally broke the silence, her voice barely above a whisper. "That we won’t see Kimberly again?"

Lisa let out a shaky breath but said nothing.

Mohandria sighed deeply, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

The air around them was thick with unspoken fears, with uncertainty, with the gnawing ache of not knowing.

For a long moment, none of them spoke. They simply sat there, waiting, though they didn’t even know what they were waiting for.

Then, Mohandria broke the silence.

"I think we need to talk to Ma’am Elena," she said, her voice firm. "This is really getting out of hand."

Lisa and Kaitlyn exchanged glances. It was a risky decision to walk out that night, but what other choice did they have?

Without wasting any more time, they stood up and headed towards Elena’s chamber.

As they turned a corner, fate intervened.

Elena was already walking in their direction.

Her dark, piercing eyes locked onto them the moment she saw them approaching.

There was no surprise in her expression, as if she had been expecting them.

"Come with me," Elena said without hesitation.

The three young women exchanged nervous glances, but obeyed without question.

Elena led them to a waiting vehicle, and without another word, they climbed inside.

The car moved smoothly through the night, the hum of the engine the only sound filling the silence between them.

Kaitlyn’s hands fidgeted in her lap.

Lisa kept stealing glances at Elena’s unreadable expression.

Mohandria sat stiffly, her mind racing.

*Where is she taking us?*

*Does she know something we don’t? And more importantly... is Kimberly really gone forever?*

After what felt like an eternity, the car finally stopped.

They had arrived at a luxurious restaurant near the pack’s main entrance.

Elena stepped out first, gesturing for them to follow.

She led them to a secluded booth in the back, away from prying eyes.

Once they were seated, she finally spoke.

"I know why you came to find me," Elena said, her voice steady.

The three young women leaned forward, hanging onto her every word.

"Kimberly is safe," she continued.

"She has been transferred to a safer place, where she will have the time and space to understand her powers."

Lisa let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

Mohandria, however, narrowed her eyes. "Why didn’t you tell us sooner ma’am Elena?" she asked.

Elena sighed, rubbing her temple. "Because the fewer people who knew, the better.

We are dealing with forces that are beyond what any of you can imagine. Kimberly’s safety depends on secrecy."

Kaitlyn’s voice was shaky. "So... we won’t see her again?"

Elena’s lips pressed into a thin line.

"Not for now," she admitted. "But she will return... when the time is right."

Silence fell over the table again.

Then, after a moment, Elena’s expression hardened.

"I need your help," she said.

Mohandria straightened in her seat. "With what?"

Elena leaned forward, lowering her voice.

"Mona."

At the mention of her name, the tension in the air thickened.

Lisa’s breath hitched.

Kaitlyn’s fists clenched.

Mohandria’s eyes darkened.

"Mona and her loyalists are growing bolder," Elena continued.

"I need you three to start watching their every move. Pay attention to who they meet, what they whisper about, where they go.

If anything seems off, anything at all you come straight to me."

Lisa swallowed hard. "You think she’s up to something?"

"I know she is," Elena said without hesitation.

The weight of her words settled heavily over them.

A slow, creeping unease wrapped around them like a noose tightening.

"Will you do this for me?" Elena’s gaze flickered between the three of them, challenging them.

Mohandria didn’t even hesitate.

"We will."

Lisa and Kaitlyn both nodded, even as fear clawed at their insides.

Elena exhaled, as if relieved.

"Good," she said, her eyes gleaming with something unreadable.

For a moment, no one spoke.

Then, the restaurant’s lights flickered.

The air suddenly felt thick, almost suffocating.

Elena’s gaze snapped towards the window.

Her lips pressed into a tight line.

"Something’s coming," she murmured.

The three young women froze.

"What do you mean?" Kaitlyn whispered, her voice barely audible.

Elena didn’t answer.

Her grip tightened around the glass of water in front of her.

Mohandria followed her gaze out the window.

The streets outside were still, too still.

A shiver ran down her spine.

And in that moment, she knew something was very, very wrong.

★★★

Alpha Derrick sat in his study, his sharp eyes scanning the map of his pack house and territory.

His fingers traced the borders, his mind replaying every recent event, every attack, every move that had been made against them.

Something was wrong and he could feel it.

A sudden knock on the door broke his thoughts. His gaze remained fixed on the map as he spoke.

"Come in."

The door creaked open, and Alvin stepped inside, his posture straight but tense. Derrick could sense something was off before a single word was spoken.

"Alvin, do you have anything new for me?" Derrick asked, his voice steady but firm.

"Yes, Alpha..." Alvin’s tone was calm, but there was an uneasiness beneath it. "It’s about Alpha Theo."

At the mention of Theo, Derrick immediately looked up, his brows furrowed.

"What about him?" His voice was sharp now, demanding.

Alvin hesitated for a brief moment before continuing.

"He and some of his men were also attacked... around the same time we experienced an attack here."

Derrick leaned forward, his hands clasping together on the table. His mind raced at the implication of Alvin’s words.

"Go on," Derrick said, his voice carrying a dangerous edge.

"They suffered heavy losses... but they came out victorious. The ones who attacked them were rogue werewolves and unknown ones. No clear connection to any pack."

Derrick’s jaw tightened.

Unknown rogues? At the same time as his own attack?

This was no coincidence.

Alvin took a slow breath before delivering the part that made Derrick’s blood run cold.

"But something happened to Alpha Theo," Alvin added carefully.

Derrick’s eyes locked onto Alvin, his expression unreadable but intense.

"What happened?"

Alvin swallowed before speaking. "Alpha Theo collapsed. He fell forward onto his face... and blood started coming out of his nose, ears, and eyes."

Derrick stiffened.

A cold silence filled the room.

"Right now, he is still unconscious," Alvin continued.

Derrick’s mind went into overdrive. Alpha Theo was strong. Too strong to just... collapse.

"He must have been hit badly during the fight," Derrick muttered, though even as he said it, it didn’t sit right with him.

But Alvin shook his head.

"No, Alpha. From what I gathered, he wasn’t even touched. Not a single scratch." Alvin’s voice was low, almost cautious, as if he knew how insane it sounded.

Derrick’s fingers curled into a fist.

"Then what the hell happened to him?" Derrick’s voice was like a growl, his patience wearing thin.

Alvin exhaled before delivering the final piece of information.

"People suspect... sorcery."

Derrick’s entire body stiffened at the word.

His mind flashed back to the attacks, the timing , the precision And now this?

Sorcery?

His wolf stirred uneasily within him.

Who the hell was playing games with them?

His thoughts immediately went to Kimberly.

*Could this be connected to her?*

Ever since she came into the picture, strange things had been happening.

Could it be that someone was trying to eliminate anyone who connected to her or that wants her?

Derrick’s jaw clenched.

He had played enough waiting games. It was time for action.

His eyes lifted to Alvin, his gaze sharp as a blade.

"You did good bringing this to me," Derrick said. "But your job isn’t done."

Alvin stood straighter, awaiting his next command.

"I want you to stay close to Theo’s pack. Don’t draw attention to yourself, but find out everything.

Watch the movements. See who visits. I need to know if Theo wakes up and who is waiting for him when he does."

Alvin nodded. "I understand, Alpha."

Derrick exhaled slowly before dismissing him.

As Alvin turned to leave, Derrick leaned back in his chair, his mind spinning.

"This is something bigger than I’ve ever faced," he muttered under his breath.

*An attack on both my pack and Theo’s packs.

A mysterious collapse linked to sorcery.

Whoever was behind this was clever and dangerous.

But they had made one mistake.

They had left me alive.* With anger and determination evident on his face, Derrick thought.

And he wasn’t one to be played with.

Without wasting another second, Derrick grabbed his phone.

He dialed a number.

A voice on the other end answered immediately.

Derrick’s lips curled into a dark smirk as he delivered his order.

"Proceed with the plan."

And just like that, he ended the call and everything had changed from that moment...

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