Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 74

Chapter 74: Chapter 74

I tried to move my feet, but they were frozen in place. I wanted to scream, to call for help, but each time I opened my mouth, no sound came out.

’Am I the next one to die? What’s going to happen to me?’ Fear gripped me, and I felt goosebumps crawling over my skin as I questioned myself, panic rising.

"No," a deep, terrifying voice echoed in my mind, as if it could hear my thoughts. "It is not you that I am here to harm. I have come to do the work of fate. I am only here to warn you. Stay out of what they are about to do, or I will wipe away anyone who stands in my way."

The voice was chilling, and the fact that it was inside my mind only made it worse. My fear intensified; it could hear my thoughts, it was aware of everything.

I stood there, too scared to even think. If it could hear me, I didn’t want to provoke it.

"Are you trying to control your thoughts so I can’t hear them?" the voice taunted, followed by a loud, mischievous laugh that echoed in my head. "Keep doing that. I’ll leave you now."

Suddenly, the presence was gone. I could feel it lift, as if the weight of fear had been peeled away. I tried to move my feet again, and this time, I could.

Instead of rushing back into my room, something inside me urged me forward. I found myself walking towards the dark area where the voice had come from, searching for whatever it was that had spoken to me. But there was nothing. The place was empty, silent.

With nothing else to do, I headed back to my room. As soon as I stepped inside, a loud thunderclap roared through the sky, and heavy rain began to fall. My gut twisted with dread. This was a sign. I knew it.

’This is serious,’ I thought, pacing back and forth in my room. ’I need to speak to Ma’am Elena first thing tomorrow. We need to do something before it’s too late.’

I was filled with worry, thoughts swirling through my mind until exhaustion pulled me into a deep sleep.

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Suddenly, I found myself in the midst of a huge crowd. Loud voices filled the air, chanting and praising something—or someone—mighty. I couldn’t see clearly, so I moved closer, curious about what was happening.

The people were dressed in white garments, pure and clean like snow. Their words were unified, and they moved with synchronized gestures, bowing their heads to the ground.

"Great one with the mind of the spirit, the Savior of the universe, the seeker and giver of truth, we have come to hail you!" they chanted, over and over.

No one noticed me. It was as if I didn’t exist to them. I continued walking through the crowd, drawn towards a bright light shining on a tall altar in front of everyone. As I got closer, I saw a figure surrounded by people dressed in shining white garments, their clothes glowing with an ethereal beauty.

My heart raced. What was this? Who was this figure?

When I reached the altar, I saw something that shook me to my core. The figure standing there, wearing a beautiful golden crown adorned with precious stones, was a woman in a stunning white garment.

And that woman... was me.

I stared in shock, unable to comprehend what I was seeing. ’What’s happening? Who is this person who looks exactly like me?’ I mumbled to myself, trying to understand the scene before me.

"Fate and destiny," the woman suddenly spoke, her voice echoing with power. Her eyes met mine, piercing me with an intense gaze. "Fate and destiny are happening to you, and you must embrace it and win."

A chill shot through me, freezing me in place. I wanted to move, to scream, but my body wouldn’t respond. Goosebumps covered me as I stood there, terrified.

Just as I was about to force myself to scream, I jolted awake, sitting upright in my bed, heart pounding in my chest.

"Kimberly! Open the door! Your attention is needed outside, right now!" A loud knock came at my door, followed by a familiar voice.

’Liza?’ I thought, still shaken from the dream. ’What’s going on? And what was that dream about?’

I moved sluggishly toward the door, opening it to see Liza standing there, her face pale and filled with fear.

I didn’t need to ask. Something terrible had happened. I could feel it.

I stepped outside, and the sight before me confirmed my fears. Everyone was gathered around, their faces reflecting horror and confusion. In the distance, under the large tree near the open field, I saw Ma’am Elena, some of the elders, and the chief maidservant.

Without wasting any more time, I ran over to them, my heart racing with dread. As I approached, my stomach dropped.

Two maids lay lifeless on the ground, their bodies drenched in blood.

The moment I saw the two maids lying lifeless in a pool of their own blood, I knew what I had experienced the night before wasn’t a joke. Everything that voice had told me was starting to happen.

I stood there, frozen, but my mind raced. I needed to act, and fast. After a moment of internal debate, I decided I had no choice but to tell Ma’am Elena everything. She needed to know what I had been seeing and hearing since I arrived.

With a determined look, I made my way toward her. She noticed me approaching and seemed a bit surprised, especially since she hadn’t called for me.

"Good morning, Ma’am. I need to have a word with you," I greeted her softly, trying to remain calm.

She didn’t respond at first, just looked me in the eye, her expression unreadable. After a few moments of silent observation, she nodded and walked away from the gathered crowd. I followed quickly, not daring to hesitate.

"What is it, Kimberly? What do you need to talk to me about?" she asked, her eyes still locked on mine, searching for something.

"Ma’am, it’s about everything that’s been happening. There are things I’ve been seeing, hearing, and feeling since I arrived here. Last night, I had an encounter with something... something I think might be the Silent Beast. It spoke to me," I said, my voice trembling slightly, but I forced myself to maintain eye contact.

At the mention of the Silent Beast, Ma’am Elena’s expression changed. Her stern demeanor shifted into one of deep interest and concern.

"Stop," she said quickly, raising her hand. "We cannot discuss this here. Come with me to my chamber. We need privacy for this conversation."

Without another word, she turned and led the way. I followed her closely, my heart pounding in my chest. We hurried to her chamber, and once inside, she made sure no one was around before sitting down and gesturing for me to sit as well.

"Alright, Kimberly. Speak. I’m listening," she said, her gaze intense.

**Flashback**

"Kimberly, the light that breaks the darkness and the voice of the universe, I have come to grant you a message," the voice had whispered to me.

I had been shocked, terrified, but a part of me had remembered similar experiences. I stayed still, not saying a word.

"You must start acting now. You are in great danger. The forces around you are not of flesh and blood but spirits from the darkest parts of the universe. The fate of this world lies in your hands. Act before it’s too late," the voice continued, its message clear and urgent.

I had tried to shake myself out of it, thinking I might be imagining things. But when I turned my head towards the source of the voice, I saw a white smoke slowly moving towards me.

I had jumped to my feet, eyes wide in disbelief.

"Am I dreaming?" I had whispered to myself, my voice shaky with fear.

I had wanted to approach the smoke, but before I could, it disappeared through the window, leaving me standing there in shock.

’I can’t talk to anyone about this,’ I had thought. ’They’ll think I’m crazy.’

As I recounted this part of the story to Ma’am Elena, I could see the concern deepening on her face. She leaned forward, her fingers tapping the arm of her chair.

"And last night was the clearest experience of all. I’m certain of what I heard," I said, my voice gaining confidence. "It wasn’t a dream."

"Tell me what happened last night, Kimberly," Ma’am Elena said, her tone both curious and concerned.

**Flashback**

I had been walking back to my room when a voice had suddenly filled my head.

"I am back, and this time, I will take everything that belongs to the Night Walker pack and leave them with memories of their destruction," the voice had said, its tone husky and horrific.

My heart had pounded in my chest. ’This must be the Silent Beast,’ I had thought, my body trembling with fear.

I had tried to move, but I couldn’t. My feet felt glued to the ground, and each time I tried to scream, nothing came out. Panic overtook me as I wondered if I was the next one to die.

"No, I am not here to harm you," the voice had said, reading my thoughts. "I have come to do the work of fate. Stay out of their way, or I will wipe out anyone who opposes me."

The voice’s ability to read my thoughts had terrified me even more, but I had stayed quiet, too scared to think or act.

"Are you trying to control your thoughts so I can’t hear them?" the voice had laughed, its tone mocking. "Keep doing that. I’ll leave you now."

And then, just like that, the presence had vanished. Everything had returned to normal, and I had found that I could move my feet again.

Instead of running back to my room, something inside me had urged me to investigate the dark area where the voice had come from. I had searched, but found nothing. Finally, I had returned to my room.

As soon as I had stepped inside, a thunderstorm had erupted, followed by a downpour of heavy rain. I had known then that things were about to get worse.

**End of Flashback**

"Ma’am, these are the things I’ve been experiencing. I didn’t tell anyone because I wasn’t sure if what I was seeing or hearing was real. But after seeing the two dead maids this morning... I believe this is the work of the Silent Beast," I said, my voice steady but filled with concern.

Ma’am Elena’s face grew even more serious. She stood up and began pacing the room, deep in thought.

"This is more serious than I had thought," she muttered. "We need to act quickly. I’ve already contacted the sorcerer. He’ll be here later this evening."

Her words carried the weight of urgency, and as she paced the room, I could see the worry etched on her face.