Reclaimed By The Alpha King
Chapter 85

Chapter 85: Chapter 85

"The one born of the unknown prophecy. The one who will end the tyranny of a single ruler. A time will come when voices are heard, and peace will return to all lands," the voice declared, calm yet commanding.

I turned around, my heart pounding as the husky voice echoed through the void. A strange unease mixed with curiosity coursed through me.

I searched for the source of the voice but found only darkness.

I frowned, more confused than ever. "I don’t understand any of this. Can you say it more clearly?" My tone was pleading, my face a canvas of desperation.

"You ask too many questions," the voice snapped. "There are things meant to be revealed only when the time is right."

Before I could protest, a sudden gust of wind enveloped me. My feet left the ground, and my surroundings blurred into streaks of light. I was swept away, powerless, until the voice spoke again.

"This is where your questions find their answers," it whispered.

Suddenly, I was standing in the midst of a large crowd. Their voices rang in unison, chanting words I couldn’t understand. My eyes darted around, and I recognized faces from the Nightwalker pack—the same people who had enslaved me.

The announcer’s voice boomed over the murmurs, demanding attention. "Tonight’s run will be different. We suspect intruders in our woods. Everyone, stay alert and bring back anything suspicious. Protect the pack!"

The energy in the air shifted. Growls and howls erupted as the pack began to shift into their wolf forms. I stood frozen, watching their eyes glow with primal fury.

Jefferson, their leader, stepped forward. His transformation was swift and brutal, and a faint trail of blood dripped from his mouth.

"Jefferson, what happened?" Ma’am Elena’s voice cut through the tense silence, laced with concern and authority.

He hesitated, his voice trembling. "It’s... it’s something bigger than we’ve ever seen."

The crowd fell silent, fear etched on every face. Even the most fearless among them seemed shaken.

"What did you encounter?" Elena pressed, her sharp eyes narrowing.

Jefferson took a deep breath, steadying himself. "During the hunt, we saw smoke rising in the distance. We followed it, but by the time we arrived, there was no one there. Just the remnants of a fire that had been extinguished hastily."

As he spoke, I felt a strange chill. His fear was palpable, and it spread like wildfire through the crowd.

"Do you know what they encountered that night?" the husky voice asked, pulling me back into the void.

"No," I replied, unsure. "But I think it was the Silent Beast."

The voice chuckled darkly. "The Silent Beast, as you call it, punishes those who disrupt the balance of nature. The Nightwalkers’ pride blinded them, and now they face the consequences."

"What did they do to deserve such punishment?" I asked, curiosity outweighing my fear.

"What do you call it when a Queen, innocent of any crime, is imprisoned?"

"It’s an abomination," I replied firmly.

The voice paused before answering. "Exactly. The Silent Beast was sent to punish the pack for their abominable actions."

The wind swirled around me again, and I found myself in a grand hall—the same one where I first served the Alpha. My gaze wandered, and a sense of déjà vu crept over me.

As I turned to leave the hall, a familiar figure appeared behind me.

"I know you despise me," Mona’s voice dripped with malice, "but you need to understand something. In life, you do whatever it takes to win. I’ve won, Kimberly. Accept it and don’t waste your time plotting."

I stared at her, unflinching. "If you’ve truly won, why are you so concerned about me? Are you afraid your victory won’t last?"

Her eyes narrowed, and a smug smile spread across her lips. "This is a warning. Don’t get any ideas. I have eyes everywhere."

"Good luck with your watchdogs, Mona," I retorted confidently, brushing past her.

Back in the hall, I knew the stakes had risen. Mona wasn’t just a rival; she was a threat. My survival depended on being unpredictable and cautious.

"Do you know what almost happened that day?" the husky voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Nothing, apart from Mona trying to intimidate me," I replied.

"Elena saved your life that day."

My heart skipped a beat. "What? How?"

"Watch," the voice said.

I saw Mona in a dimly lit corner, slipping a knife into her purse. Her eyes burned with hatred as she muttered under her breath, "Kimberly must die tonight."

Meanwhile, Ma’am Elena leaned close to a maid, whispering urgently. "Follow the Alpha’s wife. Stay close. If she approaches Kimberly, intervene immediately. Nothing must happen to her."

Moments later, as Mona and I exchanged heated words, she pulled the knife from her purse. Her intent was clear. My back was turned, oblivious to the danger.

As Mona raised the knife, footsteps echoed behind her. A maid walked by, bowing respectfully to her. Startled, Mona quickly hid the knife and feigned innocence.

Furious, she watched the maid pass, her plan thwarted.

"Now you see how Elena saved your life," the voice said softly.

I was speechless, overwhelmed by the realization.

"Yes, I have seen it, but it doesn’t matter now. I can’t return to the land of the living. I’m only grateful that I saved my friends. But what about Mona and the Alpha? Will they ever face justice for their wrongdoings?" My voice was dull, and my question hung heavily in the air.

"Judgment is not for everyone to give," the husky voice replied. "It is a power of the universe, carried out by those chosen to wield it. What you can do is choose the path you want your story to follow. Good or bad, every choice has its reward."

I frowned, unsatisfied with the answer. The thought of Mona and the Alpha going unpunished churned in my stomach. "They deserve judgment for all the harm they’ve caused," I muttered under my breath.

"Kimberly, what do you think is happening now that you’re gone?" the voice asked, pulling my thoughts away.

I hesitated, thinking about the aftermath of my sacrifice. "I believe those who truly loved me are mourning my death. And the ones who hated me? They’re probably celebrating their victory." My voice cracked slightly, sadness seeping through my words.

"Hmm," the voice murmured. "There are things the living are not meant to know. Such knowledge would create chaos, and peace would never reign. You will now embark on a journey—a journey to revisit key moments in your life. When it ends, you will have an important decision to make."

Questions swirled in my mind, but as I opened my mouth to ask, the voice interrupted.

"Do not ask anything now. You may find your answers on this journey," it commanded firmly.

I reluctantly obeyed, calming my racing thoughts. My body began to feel strange. My eyes itched, and my skin burned as steam rose from it.

Whatever was happening, it was unlike anything I’d experienced before. Pain surged through me, leaving me helpless against its force.

"Now, Kimberly, tell me what happened to you that day," the voice demanded, its tone serious.

I blinked, recalling the strange incident. "I was in my room when smoke started seeping in. It had no smell, and I couldn’t tell where it was coming from. Curious, I went to the window to check. But before I could see anything, I felt dizzy and collapsed. That’s all I remember."

"Strange," the voice mused. "A smoke without a smell, appearing from nowhere?"

I nodded, my thoughts clouded by confusion. Before I could say more, I noticed Liza and Kaitlyn entering the room with food for Mohandia. I asked Mohandia to sit up properly to eat, then stepped outside.

The night air was cold and eerie. As I walked toward the open field, the world around me grew darker. I remembered the warnings not to wander alone after sunset but pushed the thought aside.

"You shouldn’t be here, Kimberly," a monstrous voice boomed from the shadows.

I froze, goosebumps rising on my skin. My heart pounded as I searched for the source, but the darkness revealed nothing.

"You don’t belong. You’re a slave here, nothing more!" the voice jeered, its laughter chilling.

Fear gripped me. I turned and ran, not stopping until I was back in the safety of my room.

"Do you think the voice you heard that night was the silent beast?" the husky voice asked.

"Yes," I answered with certainty. "That’s what I’ve always believed."

"Wrong," it corrected. "It was not the silent beast but your own darkness—the side of you that feeds on fear and anger. Everyone has a light and a dark side. Which side dominates depends on your choices."

I was stunned. "But why did it sound so real, like someone was speaking to me?"

"Many hear their dark side as a voice in their head, but your connection is unique. The reason will become clear as we journey further," the voice replied.

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*Flashback*

"Kimberly, why do you think Alpha Derrick rejected you?" the voice asked.

Sadness welled up in me at the memory. "He said I was too good, too kind. He wanted someone more like him—someone dark, like Mona."

"That’s partially true," it said. "But there was more. Why haven’t you hated him for rejecting you?"

I hesitated. "Maybe because I hate Mona more. She betrayed me. The Alpha and I never had a connection to begin with."

"Interesting," the voice said. "You will soon discover the full truth."

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*Present Day*

The room buzzed with tension as I stood before the elders. Ma’am Elena called me forward, smiling warmly, but I felt exposed under everyone’s stares.

"Kimberly has shown remarkable qualities in her short time here," Elena announced. "Qualities we’ve tried to instill in all of you. Her courage and selflessness are an example for everyone to follow."

The eldest elder stepped forward, his gaze stern. "Support her fully. Any defiance against her will be met with penalties, as per Alpha Derrick’s law."

I stiffened at the mention of the Alpha’s law. Confusion swirled in my mind. Why was I, a slave, suddenly protected by the Alpha’s decree?

"Why has Elena always been so kind to you?" the husky voice asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

"I don’t know," I admitted. "She treats me well, but I can’t figure out why."

"There’s a connection between you two, one she herself cannot explain. Answers will come soon," the voice assured me.

Before I could respond, the world around me shifted. I found myself in an unfamiliar place, the air thick with unease.

I shivered, the hairs on my arms standing on end. The husky voice spoke again, its tone tinged with finality.

"Kimberly, your journey is nearing its end. Prepare yourself for the truth, for it will change everything you know."

The room faded into darkness, and I braced myself for what was to come...