Fallen (Book II of Risen)

Fallen (Book II of Risen)

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Ever since Taehyung died, no one knew about it except for Jimin and Namjoon who was there. The Princess was killed. Seokjin is in prison. Ha Na is missing. Hoseok is nowhere to be found. Everything is falling apart. So is the whole world under Namjoon's ruling. But that's not all. Another character has been added that would ruin everything. Who will claim both of the throne?

Chapter 1 My Noona

Ha Na fluttered her weak eyes open, only to see someone growling at her making her breath caught up in her throat. She quickly closed her eyes, lips quiver trying not to move an inch. She clicked her tongue, not wanting to make a single sound as she flinched when she heard another growled. She slightly open her eyelids, eyes flickered towards the figure to see a-

A werewolf.

Her eyes widened as she wondered, aren't all werewolves already eliminated or even banished from the Kingdom? There was no way that kind would be a simple wolf out there.

Ha Na gritted her teeth, hissing silently when she felt pain shot through her entire body, and trying to suppress the groan from escaping her mouth. Because if she makes a sound, she would be dead with the werewolf in front of her.

The fragile lady closed her eyes again, and chest falls heavy from the drowned out energy of her body. Before her eyes went close, she heard a growl coming from someone. Forcing her eyes to open, she saw a black tail-a furry black tail.

A black werewolf?

She was confused as to why such thing existed-yes, werewolves do exist but a truly black one? She have never met one before but she guessed seeing one makes her feel honored.

It has been known in history that a black werewolf has always been a very rare one, and a very special one along with the pure white werewolf. The common characteristics of a wolf would be either brown, gray, silver, reddish or dirty white.

With everything that happened, she falls to darkness from the tiredness of her body yet a smile formed on her lips, sensing the familiar scent of someone. Someone that she missed having around and shivers ran down her spine, hearing someone says.

"It's you." The familiarity of the voice made Ha Na forcing her drooping eyes to open. "I finally found you."

It was what she heard before falling to unconsciousness, not fully passed out but not completely awake as well. It was just her body reacting to the tiredness and weakness after all that happened.

Even with that, Ha Na could still feel an arm wrapping around her petite body, and a soft whimper escaped her lips, feeling herself not being able to breathe due to the speed of the person holding her. She was surprised at the speed of the black werewolf.

Murmurs and snickers could be heard from various people before yells and screams echoes throughout the forest. The light from the outside was replaced with dim light inside the room, more like a tent.

The place was where the wolves evacuated during the Werewolves Massacre-that's what they called the event that caused chaos in the entire wolf race because as soon as the vampires hunted down wolves, they immediately evacuated deep in the forest that no one even knows except them.

"Make sure she will be alright." A voice demanded as the other person replied with politeness and humbleness.

Ha Na completely closed her eyes, too tired to even force it open no matter what she do. Her mind wandered to Jimin, Jin and everyone, especially Taehyung. How are they?

The man who saved her, looked at her once again before leaving the tent but she heard another voice came in the scene-telling the man something. He smiled at the thought of meeting her again. 'She still managed to look beautiful even though she struggled a lot to survive in this cruel world.'

As soon as the two got out, a woman ran to them at full speed as worry written in her eyes. The two men saw their Tía, immediately bowing to her in respect.

The Tía of the pack was a beautiful woman, looking like in her 30's-but probably the oldest werewolf that ever existed as of now. She looked at her son who just gave her a fake smile. She knew it was not true so she decided to let it go as her son left the other and her.

Tía sighed before facing the pale man. "Is everything alright, Yoongi?"

Yoongi nodded with a smile to reassure the Tía that the human girl will be saved.

"You will be able to save Ha Na, right? She is after all the Alpha's mate."

Yoongi internally groaned, but just smile to ease it off. "Let's just trust the physician for now."

The Tía sighed in both relief and worry. She looked at Yoongi. "We will attack the current vampire king in a few days. Let's just wait for the Alpha's decision, and you gotta make sure there won't be any mistake."

Yoongi nodded again, not wanting to express his opinion. He was good at that. He has been ever since he entered the Werewolf's den-the Moon Pack. Yoongi, without hesitation, left the Tía to be alone, or maybe have some time with her future daughter-in-law-his ex. He shook off the idea of coveting his ex again. He doesn't want to cause any trouble, not in the Moon Pack-where the lives of the wolves he pledged with his life lives in. He wasn't meant for Ha Na and he knew that from the very start yet he still went against destiny. He was willing until he lost Ha Na that night to Taehyung.

As the Tía was left alone, she entered the tent where Ha Na was before sitting down beside her on the bed. She took her future daughter-in-law's hand with hers, blowing hot air to keep her warm as her eyes fixed her features.

"I'm glad I kept my promise this time. I'm so glad you are safe, and I'm sorry that I came late." After saying those words, she came out of the tent, going to the meeting room, only to see Yoongi discussing the matters regarding the attack with the other elders of the pack.

She decided not to interrupt as her eyes landed on her son who made his way inside Ha Na's tent.

MIN HA NA'S POINT OF VIEW (dream)

My eyes landed at the beautiful lady who was spinning her beautiful dress in the field of flower. "Jimin-ah!"

Her voice echoes the entire filled as the man in front of her watched her in full delight, and I could see his love as his eyes sparkled even from my place. I froze as a sudden splash of surprise hit me. Jimin? I watched him walking towards the lady, placing his palms on her cheeks.

He somehow muttered. "I'm sorry."

"What are you doing?" The beautiful woman asked in confusion.

"I have to kill you."

"But Jimin-" And that, he leaned near her neck with his sharp fangs appearing making me scream, covering my ears as I fell on my knees.

There was a moment of silence surrounding me as I opened my eyes again. I was still in the same place, but this time, I was at some gazebo. I glanced at the person who has his back facing me. He seemed familiar. I was about to pat his shoulder until a familiar voice asked. Similar to my voice. I turned around, freezing at my sight again as my throat started to dry.

"Are you perhaps, Kim Taehyung?"

Is that me? That cannot be me. My heart skipped a beat as the young man turned around.

What is this? Taehyung? A tear fell on my cheeks as I stumbled on my back. I felt suffocated and tightly close my eyes before opening them to see that I was in another place again.

I was in the forest watching a little wolf jumping around. Another pack of tears streamed down my face as I let out a breath to see my little pup, my little Jungkookie running around the place and even jumping around with a smile plastered on his face.

"Jungkookie?" I sobbed, cupping my mouth with my hands.

"Noona!" He yelled putting on a playful grin. I stood up to run to him but frowned when I suddenly can't see him.

Panic filled my entire body. I can't lose him again. "Where are you, Jungkookie?"

No response from the little. It made me worried. After what it feels like not seeing him, I ran around the forest to find him, yelling out random words. With one glance behind me, I saw Jungkook running away from me as he waved at me.

"I will see you soon, my noona!"

THIRD POINT OF VIEW

"Just what are you dreaming right now?" The latter asked, looking at Ha Na who is unconscious. He sighed, taking her small hands with his as he pressed his lips at the back of her hands.

"How hurt must've you been when you witnessed my death...my noona."

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