Reclaimed By The Alpha King Chapter 132

Mona paced back and forth in her room, her eyes darting to the window every now and then.

Her hands were clasped behind her back, her breathing uneven.

She couldn’t shake the unease that had settled deep within her.

*What I have done... will it be enough?*

she thought, her lips tightening as her mind replayed her earlier conversation with Kimberly.

*If she takes the bait, this ends here and now. There’s no way out for her this ti.*

Stopping in front of her mirror, Mona stared at her reflection. Her face, usually composed and confident, showed cracks of tension.

She leaned forward, her voice barely above a whisper as she muttered to herself.

"If Kimberly falls into the trap, this will be the end of her.

I will make sure I personally oversee her elimination. No one will ever challenge again."

Her words hung in the air, cold and calculating. She took a deep breath, forcing a calm deanor back onto her face.

*Derrick might think he can protect her, but he’s already too late.

This is my pack, my territory, and no one—not even Kimberly—will take it from .*

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anwhile, miles away in Alpha Darwin’s estate, Alpha Derrick stepped out of his car with a determined expression on his face.

The guards at the entrance imdiately bowed in respect, but Derrick barely acknowledged them.

*I need answers today. I need to know the truth about Kimberly before anyone else figures it out.

I have to act faster than every other alpha,* he thought as he strode confidently into the house.

Inside, Alpha Darwin sat in the living room, slumped in a wheelchair.

His face was pale, his once strong fra now weakened by his recent coma.

But his eyes still carried the sharpness of a man who had seen and survived more than most.

As Derrick entered, their eyes t.

"Alpha Darwin," Derrick said, inclining his head slightly.

"How are you feeling today?" His voice carried the veneer of concern, but his true purpose lay beneath it.

Alpha Darwin gave a faint smile. "I feel much better, thanks to you, my ever-loving son-in-law," he said, his tone warm but laced with subtle irony.

Derrick didn’t let the remark deter him. He took a seat across from Darwin, his expression serious.

"I ca to ask you sothing important. I need your help," he said, his tone firr now.

Darwin raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What’s on your mind, Derrick? Speak freely."

"It’s about Kimberly," Derrick said, leaning forward slightly. "What do you know about her? Why is she... different? Special?"

Darwin’s face darkened slightly, and he let out a deep sigh. "So you’ve finally figured it out," he said, his voice heavy with aning.

Derrick frowned, surprised but hiding it well. "What do you an by that?"

Darwin leaned back in his wheelchair, his gaze unwavering as he looked at Derrick.

"Do you know why I wanted you to marry her in the first place?"

Derrick shook his head, his confusion evident.

"I don’t. I always assud it was for so alliance or... convenience. Honestly, I never thought she was worthy of being my Luna.

She lacked the strength and presence I needed in a partner."

Darwin’s lips tightened into a thin line, and his voice grew sharper.

"Kimberly was supposed to give you the world, Derrick. She was ant to be your greatest ally, your most valuable partner. She holds the power of the universe within her."

Derrick blinked, stunned. "What are you talking about? The power of the universe? What does that even an?"

Darwin’s gaze softened, but his voice remained firm.

"Kimberly is a hybrid. She carries the bloodline of one of the strongest alphas to ever live. Her father was Alpha Gregson."

Derrick’s brow furrowed in confusion. "Gregson? But... you raised her and she’s your daughter. How could that be?"

Darwin let out another deep sigh, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and nostalgia.

"I am not her biological father, Derrick. Kimberly’s real father, Alpha Gregson, was a dear friend of mine.

He was betrayed and killed by those who feared his power. But before he died, he entrusted with Kimberly."

Derrick’s expression hardened, trying to process the revelation. "And her mother? Was she...?"

"A vampire," Darwin said bluntly, cutting him off.

"Their union was deed an abomination by many, but it created sothing extraordinary.

Kimberly was born with abilities that neither pure alphas nor vampires can possess.

Her mother died during childbirth, and Gregson trusted to protect her.

I raised her as my own, but the truth of her heritage remained hidden... until now."

Derrick’s mind raced. "So all this ti, Kimberly has been... more than what I thought she was?"

Darwin nodded slowly. "She has the potential to beco a force unlike anything this world has ever seen.

But right now, she is vulnerable. She doesn’t understand her own powers, and that makes her both a threat and a target."

Derrick leaned back, his hands clenching into fists. "Why didn’t you tell this before? If I had known—"

"Would it have mattered?" Darwin interrupted, his tone sharp.

"You chose Mona, my daughter, over Kimberly. You dismissed Kimberly as weak, unworthy. That decision was yours, Derrick, not mine."

Derrick fell silent, the weight of Darwin’s words settling over him.

After a long pause, he finally spoke. "What do I do now?" His voice was quieter, almost hesitant.

Darwin’s eyes softened slightly, but his tone carried a warning.

"That’s for you to figure out. But be warned—Mona will not sit still. She’s my daughter, and I know her too well.

If you intend to pursue Kimberly, you’ll have to face her wrath."

Derrick stared at Darwin, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions and thoughts.

But before he could respond, Darwin leaned forward slightly, his voice low and firm.

"Be careful, Derrick. The choices you make now will determine not just your future, but the future of everyone around you."

With those words hanging heavily in the air, Derrick rose to his feet, his expression unreadable.

"I understand," he said finally, his tone steady.

Darwin watched him go, his gaze unreadable but filled with a quiet intensity.

As Derrick walked out of the room, Darwin’s words echoed in his mind, each one a warning and a challenge that he could not ignore.

★★★

Kimberly sat on the edge of her small bed in the maids’ quarters, her hands clasped tightly in her lap.

The room was filled with a heavy silence, save for the soft rustling of the breeze outside.

Mohandria, Lisa, and Kaitlyn sat close by, their eyes fixed on her. Concern etched deeply into their expressions.

"Kimberly," Kaitlyn said, her voice trembling slightly.

"You’ve been acting so strange since your eting with Luna Mona. You haven’t said a word to us. What’s going on?"

Mohandria leaned forward, her brows furrowed.

"Kim, you need to talk to us. Whatever it is, you shouldn’t keep it to yourself. We’re here for you."

Kimberly hesitated, her eyes darting between her friends.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her shoulders slumping under an invisible weight.

"I don’t even know where to start," she muttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Start anywhere," Mohandria urged gently. "Just don’t keep us in the dark."

Kimberly lifted her head, eting their expectant gazes. After another long pause, she finally spoke.

"Mona... she offered a chance to leave the pack. To escape everything and start over sowhere far away."

The room fell into stunned silence. The weight of her words seed to press down on everyone, making it hard to breathe.

"Start over?" Kaitlyn finally broke the silence, her voice filled with disbelief. "Just like that? Why now?"

"Exactly!" Mohandria added, her tone sharp with suspicion.

"Why would Mona offer you sothing like that? Out of nowhere? It doesn’t make sense."

Kimberly ran a hand through her hair, frustration evident on her face.

"That’s what’s been eating up inside," she admitted.

"Mona isn’t soone who does anything without a hidden motive. She’s dangerous, manipulative, and calculating. I don’t trust her."

Lisa, who had been quiet until now, leaned forward, her voice soft but steady.

"Then why even consider it, Kim? If you know it’s a trap, why not just reject her outright?"

Kimberly looked down at her hands, her fingers fidgeting nervously.

"Because... what if it isn’t a trap? What if this is my one chance to get away from all of this?

From Derrick, from Mona, from everything? Don’t you think I deserve a fresh start?"

Her friends exchanged worried glances, unsure of how to respond.

"But what if she’s playing you?" Kaitlyn said, her voice trembling with fear.

"What if leaving isn’t about freedom, but about leading you straight into danger?

You know Mona. She doesn’t forgive, and she doesn’t forget."

"Exactly," Mohandria chid in.

"This feels wrong, Kim. Too convenient. Too... easy. Mona doesn’t just hand out second chances."

"I know that," Kimberly snapped, her voice rising slightly. She imdiately softened, shaking her head.

"I know that better than anyone. But I can’t stop thinking... what if?"

"Do you even believe she’s doing this out of kindness?" Lisa asked, her eyes narrowing.

"No," Kimberly replied without hesitation.

"Mona isn’t kind. She’s cruel, vindictive, and calculating. There’s definitely a ga here, but I can’t figure it out. And that’s what scares the most."

Mohandria leaned closer, lowering her voice as though soone might overhear.

"Kim, think carefully. You said she gave you two days. What are you planning to do?"

Kimberly hesitated again, biting her lower lip.

"I don’t know yet," she admitted. "I’m torn. If I stay, I’m trapped under Derrick’s control, constantly looking over my shoulder for Mona’s next move.

But if I go... I might be walking straight into her trap."

"Do you think we should tell ma’am Elena?" Mohandria suggested, her voice filled with urgency. "She’ll know what to do. She always does."

Kimberly shook her head firmly. "No. Not yet. If we involve Elena, she might try to stop —or worse, confront Mona.

That would put her in danger too. This is sothing I have to handle on my own."

Kaitlyn’s eyes widened in alarm. "Handle it on your own? Kim, that’s exactly what Mona wants! She wants you isolated, without help. Don’t you see that?"

Kimberly looked up at her friends, her eyes filled with determination. "I see it. But I also see sothing else.

If I don’t play along with Mona’s offer, I’ll never understand what her true plan is. She’s hiding sothing, and I need to know what it is."

Mohandria’s face was a mix of frustration and fear. "You’re seriously considering this, aren’t you?"

Kimberly nodded slowly.

"Yes," she said, her voice steady but heavy with emotion. "I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to accept Mona’s offer."