Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 175

Chapter 175: Chapter 175

Katherina strode into the dimly lit chamber, her heels clicking against the cold stone floor.

Two of her most loyal followers flanked her, their faces void of emotion.

The air in the room was thick with the scent of damp stone and something else, which speaks fear.

In the center of the chamber, Elena sat motionless, her hands bound and a black blindfold covering her eyes.

She didn’t move as Katherina approached, her presence looming over her like a shadow.

Katherina turned to her men and gave a simple nod.

Without hesitation, they grabbed Elena roughly by the arms and dragged her up to her feet. Elena grunted but did not resist.

"Take her to the next room," Katherina ordered, a smirk creeping onto her lips. "It’s time for a little family reunion."

Elena was pulled forward, her feet stumbling as they forced her along.

Katherina led the way through the corridor until they reached a heavily reinforced door.

With a flick of her wrist, the door creaked open, revealing three more captives inside.

As Elena was thrown to the ground, her blindfold was ripped off, and her vision adjusted to the dim glow of torches lining the walls.

She gasped when she saw them, Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn, each of them bound and looking exhausted.

Lisa and Kaitlyn’s faces were pale with fear, but it was Mohandria’s reaction that made Katherina pause.

Mohandria did not look away. Her eyes locked onto Katherina with a fire that refused to be extinguished.

"You look special," Katherina murmured, stepping closer. "You are Mohandria, correct?"

Mohandria did not flinch. Her gaze remained cold, defiant.

"Witches like you end up being sorry for your malicious, stupid acts," she said, her voice steady.

Katherina raised a brow, amused.

*She’s special... She also recognized that I am a witch.* Katherina thought.

"So you think you’ve seen someone like me before?" she asked mockingly. "Or perhaps you believe you know how things will end?"

The others shifted uncomfortably, silently pleading for Mohandria to stay quiet, but it was Elena who finally spoke up.

"We might not have seen anyone like you before," she said, her voice unwavering, "but we are sure you are making a grave mistake. Your regret is certain."

A slow, dark chuckle escaped Katherina’s lips.

"Wow... this is getting interesting. I’m really having fun." She folded her arms across her chest, watching them like a predator observing its prey.

"I don’t need any of you, except as bait to catch a much bigger fish. And it’s working perfectly."

"You’re afraid of Kimberly," Elena snapped, her rage boiling to the surface. "Why don’t you face her head-on instead of hiding behind your tricks?"

The room fell silent for a moment before Katherina’s expression darkened.

With a sudden motion, she backhanded Elena across the face, sending her sprawling to the ground.

"I am Katherina," she hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "And I fear no one." Her lips curled into a sinister smile.

"Kimberly will crumble at my feet, and you all will be the reason for it. You will witness the downfall of your so-called hero."

Lisa whimpered, and Kaitlyn clutched her hands together, her fear evident. But Mohandria and Elena stared at Katherina with pure hatred burning in their eyes.

"I will leave you to enjoy your little family reunion," Katherina said, turning on her heel.

"Soon, you will watch Kimberly’s destruction unfold before your very eyes."

With that, she strode out of the room, her guards locking the heavy door behind her.

For a moment, silence consumed the chamber. Then, Lisa broke down into sobs.

"Ma’am Elena, what do we do?" she asked between shaky breaths. "We can’t let Kimberly walk into this trap."

Elena swallowed hard, looking at the three young women around her.

She knew they were all thinking the same thing, how could they possibly warn Kimberly?

Then Mohandria suddenly spoke.

"I have a way to communicate with Kimberly," she said, her voice low but steady.

"But the dark magic here is suffocating. I have never felt anything like this before."

Elena turned to her with urgency.

"What do you mean you can communicate with her?"

"Where I come from, we have spiritual methods to do such things," Mohandria explained.

"But with this level of dark energy, it might be impossible. Or worse, it might cost me my life."

"No," Elena said firmly. "If it’s that dangerous, you can’t risk it."

"We can’t lose you," Kaitlyn added, shaking her head in agreement. "If it’s as dangerous as you say, you shouldn’t even try."

Mohandria took a deep breath, her eyes filled with determination. "What other choice do we have? We can’t sit here and do nothing."

Elena clenched her fists. She wanted to argue, to find another way. But deep down, she knew Mohandria was right.

"Okay," she finally said. "Do it. But if you feel it’s impossible or it’s going to kill you, stop immediately."

Mohandria nodded, then turned her gaze toward the far wall. She took a deep breath and slowly raised both hands.

Her lips began moving, whispering in an ancient language neither Elena nor the others understood.

The room grew colder. The air felt heavy, as if an unseen force was pressing down on them.

Then, a strange, odorless smoke started filling the space, swirling around them like an invisible storm.

Elena’s heart pounded in her chest. She had never seen anything like this before.

Lisa clutched Kaitlyn’s arm, fear evident in her eyes.

Then, without warning, Mohandria’s body convulsed violently.

Her eyes rolled back, and she let out a choked gasp before collapsing onto the ground.

Blood gushed from her mouth.

Elena lunged forward, shaking her frantically. "Mohandria, wake up!"

But Mohandria’s body was growing cold. The silence in the room was deafening, filled only with the shallow breathing of the terrified captives.

Panic clawed at Elena’s chest.

Had they just lost their only hope?

She screamed again, her voice breaking in desperation.

"Mohandria, please wake up!"

★★★

Alpha Theo stepped out of the shopping mall, adjusting the cuff of his jacket as the cold wind brushed against his skin.

Just as he reached for his car keys, his phone beeped. A message. He pulled out his phone and read it aloud in a whisper.

*I will come for you... Get ready this time, because it won’t be a warning like the last time.*

His eyes darkened as he scanned his surroundings, but all he saw were normal shoppers going about their business.

The anger inside him simmered as he clenched his jaw, gripping his phone tightly.

*Who the hell is behind this?* Theo thought. His fingers quickly dialed the unknown number, but the call failed. "Unreachable," he muttered.

Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to stay calm. *I need to be calculative... I can’t let my emotions control me.*

He got into his car, started the engine, and drove off, his mind racing with possibilities.

Who could be after him? Was it Katherina? Someone else from his past?

His phone rang suddenly, making him tighten his grip on the steering wheel.

It was the same unknown number. He hesitated, his instincts telling him it was a trap. But he answered.

"I’m impressed," a female voice cooed. "I thought you would be too scared to pick up."

Theo’s muscles tensed. The voice was mocking, laced with amusement.

"If you’re that confident, why don’t you stop playing games and face me head-on?" he said, keeping his voice even, though his anger was building.

Laughter. A sharp, taunting laugh that sent chills down his spine.

"Oh, Theo... The bullet that grazed you last time was just a warning. But this time? This one will end you." Her tone was dripping with arrogance.

Theo gritted his teeth, gripping the steering wheel harder.

"I put it to you that you’re a coward. Whether you’re real or just some lowlife hiding behind a voice modulator, I will find you.

And when I do, I’ll watch you take your last breath."

Silence.

Then another laugh, but this time, it was different. More sinister.

"Theo... Watch out."

Before he could react, two massive trucks slammed into his car from both sides.

The impact was brutal.

Glass shattered. Metal twisted. His body jerked violently, and a sharp pain shot through his ribs.

The car flipped twice before crashing into the roadside ditch, reduced to little more than a pile of wreckage.

Smoke filled the air as the sound of sirens blared in the distance.

Theo groaned, forcing his body to move. Blood dripped down his face, his vision blurred.

He needed to get out. His fingers fumbled with the seatbelt, his entire body screaming in pain.

Finally, he managed to unbuckle himself and crawl out of the wreckage, dragging himself onto the road.

His breaths were shallow, his body weak from the blood loss.

He tried to speak, but before a word could escape his lips, darkness overtook him.

Suddenly, from the roadside bushes, shadows emerged.

Men dressed in black stepped forward, their boots crunching against the gravel as they approached his unconscious body.

One of them, tall and imposing, pulled back his hoodie, revealing a familiar face.

Steve.

His expression was unreadable, his eyes cold as he looked down at Theo.

"Take him away," he ordered, his voice devoid of emotion.

The men nodded, lifting Theo’s limp body off the ground and carrying him away into the darkness...