Hi, It's Author TreKonSi here! And we have successfully come to the end of FALLEN: The Alpha's Fallen Angel! Congratulations to us! Thank you all for reading till the end and I hope you enjoyed reading the book as much as I enjoyed writing it. There will be a book 2 but it won't be released anytime soon. Thank you once again and congrats to us! Goodbye, My lovelies!
~ARET~ The wind kissed my skin as I jogged through the thick forest, trying to catch up with my brother, Asher. “Even in human form, you can't beat me.” He muttered, seating on a tree trunk while ruffling his dusty brown hair. I furrowed my brows in annoyance, sometimes I felt like the foster kid. My siblings are brunettes while I am the freak with platinum blonde hair, I could swear that my hair color was getting lighter every day. My Father, the beta of our tribe, the Night wing tribe is a brunette while my mom, the female beta has jet black hair so where did I get my hair color from? Every so often, I'm tempted to ask my mother who she had an affair with that resulted in me coming into this world. I always knew that I was different growing up. My siblings and I are hybrids; half werewolf and ha-, well, whatever my mother is, she never liked talking about what creature she was. “Aret,” I turned to Asher who stared at me in annoyance, “I've been calling you for a while now,”
~ARET~ Mother sent me back home to wear something appropriate for the event, what she means is that I should put on a dress. When I stepped into the house, Lorraine and Laurel were already dressed and playing board games in the sitting room, while the heat from the fireplace gave warmth to the room. “Hey, Freak!” I turned to face the twins, their hair was up in a ponytail and their green eyes, which they inherited from dad, boreholes into my skin. “Since you're going to be a few feet away at the event, we don't want anyone telling us how bad our little sister's fashion taste is, so we got you this,” Laurel said, handing me a hanger that held a black knee-length dress with a white leather jacket and white boots. “Oh my Goddess, guys!” I felt emotional as I admired the outfit. “Oh, please, don't get so emotional, we are only doing this to save ourselves the horror of hearing you're shuffling around looking for an outfit.” Lorraine snaps at me, making me nod in happiness. “You have
~ARET~ Laying on the grass was my father in his wolf form, all bruised and battered, his hind limbs had been broken and most of his skin had been bitten off. There was no way he could shift back, he was too injured. I placed my fingers on his furry chest. No heartbeat. I muffled a sob, burying my head on his wolf head crying as hands pulled me away from him. “Aret! Let go of him, he's dead!” I turned to see Loraine and Laurel with teary eyes. “No, No! Let me be! I want daddy back!” I cry out as Laurel pulls me into her arms, sobbing too. After a while, we wipe our tears rising from the grass, “we can't stay here, the crescent hills tribe have already gotten to the Tribe squa-” Loraine was cut short by a massive snarl, snapped our heads in the direction of the snarl to see a giant wolf with red eyes. Only the Crescent Hills Tribe has red eyes. “Run!” Laurel yelled as we ran into the forest, the wolf was hot on our trail as we ran further into the forest. My sisters ran in the
~•ARET•~ I walked through the forest, and the smell of burning trees filled my nostrils. I was a mile away from the tribe, smoke filling my lungs. Not only that, but I could hear screams and wails through the woods, I trembled running to the tribe. As I got to the tribe gates, a big wolf with red blazing eyes snarled at me. He was of the Crescent Hills Tribe, only they had red-eyed wolves. The wolf growled, running after me as I took on my heel and ran. I could hear his growls behind me as I ran. “Help!” I yelled, but no one could hear me, my voice was weak and little. I tumbled on a tree branch, making me land my butt on the cold grass, sustaining an injury. I hissed biting my lip drawing blood. The wolf had already caught up to me, taunting my every step as I tried to crawl backward, my fingers were intertwined with the grass, so I was stuck. “Help! Lorraine! Laurel! Help! Mom!” “Help?” I could hear the wolf's voice in my head. “No one's coming to save you.” “No,” I shook
~•ARET•~ “Nova! Shut up! You're drawing attention!” I yell as we kept running. It seems the she wolves were right. We were going to get captured again. Silver chains wrapped around our hands, tears brimming from my eyes due to the contact of silver on my skin. “Stupid bitches,” One of the guards said, leading us out of the castle. “Your mother is a bitch.” Retorted Nova, making him kick her behind the knees as she collapsed on the ground. I bent down, trying to help her up, but the guard kept pulling on the chains, I hissed at the force. “Stop!” A strong and demanding voice said from afar, I could feel the power that radiated from his voice. I can see a figure with some werewolves behind him approaching us, and I know he owns the voice. He was dressed in a red velvet cloak, his boots shined to perfection. My nose caught a whiff of a wonderful scent; When he comes closer, my hearts begins to race. His dark black hair slicked back as if hours were spent grooming it. I watch his
Chapter Six – Know your place~•MOBALI•~I growl in outrage, slamming him to the other side of the room, still tied to the chair, blood oozing out of his forehead.“You don't get to ask the questions, warden,” Kenan says to him, pulling his chair up and putting it in place.“Your Majesty, please,” he begged, it sounded like music to my ears.“So, what did you do to her?”“What?”“Explain it to me,” I demand.“I pushed her to the wall…”“Pushed her? With what?”“With m-my hands.” I stared at the tray of torture devices.“Which hand?”“Huh?”“Which hand was that?” I asked again, “m-my right hand”I hummed, picking up a silver axe and turning towards him.I slammed the axe into his wrists, cutting off his right hand in the process.“Ahh!!!” He screamed, squirming in anguish as the silver seeped into his open wound.I passed the axe to Kenan, who cleaned it with a cloth, placing the axe back in its position.“Your majesty please, if I had known she was your mate, I wouldn't have touched h
~•ARET•~“Know your place,” He says, leaving the room.I staggered, holding the bedpost to balance myself.All my fantasies and daydreaming washed down the drain, I imagined my mate to be a loving, caring yet protective wolf rather I am fated to a ruthless alpha who doesn't even want me.The brass doors creaked open, revealing a werewolf dressed in guard uniform.He looks confused as he closes the door, his shirt getting stuck in between.“I thought he said he was sending a maid.” The guard looks up at me, smiling nervously, pulling his shirt out of the doors.“Sorry, your highness, I'm not who you expected. Your personal bodyguard, your lady-in-waiting, and the maids are assembled in your quarters, waiting for your arrival.”“The Supreme Luna's Quarters is located at the west wing, while the supreme alpha's Quarters is located at the east wing.”My eyes widened in fear, I rubbed my palms against each other as he led me out of the supreme Alpha's chambers and out of his quarters.We a
~•ARET•~Dressed in maid clothes and pushing a trolley of food, was Hawaii and I walking through the dungeons with the trolley in between us.“Your majesty, I feel like my head will be cut off any moment.” Hawaii whimpered, making me place my hand on hers.“Stop!” We halted, the guards walking towards us.“What's in it?” One questioned, tapping his baton on the aluminum tray.“We have brought food for the prisoners,” I spoke up l, watching as the guard opened the food, picking a bagel.“You can go,” he says, unlocking the gates for us to pass through.I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding, the air was cold and chilly. I wondered if nova got any warmth.“Hehehe!” A prisoner laughed as we passed by her cell.“They got you too, huh?” Another whispered, Hawaii, clinging unto me in fear.“Guess what?”What?“They got me too.” She cackled, Hawaii, looking like she wanted to be anywhere but certainly not here.As we walked further, we got to a cell that seemed isolated from others.
~. THREE YEARS LATER.~The grand celebration of the twin pups' third birthday filled the palace with joy and laughter. The twins stood together, side by side, staring at the birthday cake in front of them, adorned with three flickering candles.As the room echoed with cheerful voices wishing them a happy birthday, Mobali stepped up to a podium, his proud gaze fixed on the twins. "It's been three years since the great battle," he began, his voice strong and full of pride. "It's been three years since Queen Kaerlia, my mate, brought these two amazing pups into the world. I am proud to be their father. A toast to the prince and princess!"With a raise of his glass, everyone in the room followed suit, their glasses clinking together in a heartfelt toast. "A toast!" they chorused, and the celebration continued in earnest.The twins, Alarik and Alora, looked at each other and then shared a grin. Alarik Xevekiah King, with his pure white hair and ocean blue eyes, was the firstborn. He was kno
~.KAERLIA .~I kept breathing into the paper bag as I could feel my insides churning. I was already nauseous and the day hadn't even begun.“I need another paper bag,” I mutter to Diana who ignores me and keeps massaging my shoulders. “Just take deep breaths, and calm down.” It was easier said than done.“The outfit is here!” I gasped, standing up from my seat as Laurel walked in with my dress in her hand. I smiled as I walked into the closet and Velia and Diana helped me put it on.The base of the gown was a rich, deep shade of royal blue, akin to the vast, starry night sky. It shimmered with a subtle luminescence as if tiny stars were embedded within the fabric itself. The gown was designed to flow gracefully around my figure, accentuating my natural elegance and poise. The bodice was adorned with intricate embroidery, resembling delicate lacework that mirrored the intricate patterns of frost on a winter morning. It sparkled with tiny crystal beads that caught the light, creating
~. .~With her new wings and reinvigorated determination, Kaerlia swiftly materialized to Crescent Hills. Hovering over Mobali's lifeless body, she channeled her newfound power and the grace of the Moon Goddess to bring him back from the brink of death."Kaerlia," Mobali whispered as life coursed back into him, his eyes filled with a mix of relief and devotion.With a warm smile, Kaerlia brushed her fingers across his cheek. "I need you and the guys to help me out."Mobali nodded, realizing the gravity of the situation. With renewed strength and resolve, Kaerlia soared toward Liliana, who was standing on top of a cliff staring boredly at the destruction she created. She confronted the demon queen, her fiery sword blazing with determination."Liliana!" Kaerlia's voice rang out through the chaos, echoing across the battlefield. Liliana turned to face her, a wicked smile on her lips."Ahh, little freak, you're still alive, and you got new wings," Liliana taunted, her
~. .~“Kaerlia.”“Kaerlia.”“Wake up.”As Kaerlia's eyes fluttered open, she found herself in a serene, otherworldly place. White flowers adorned the landscape, and ethereal trees stood with creatures soaring among them. The moon hung large and close in the sky, casting a gentle glow over everything. Kaerlia felt an overwhelming sense of peace, and her body was no longer stained with blood. She was dressed in a beautiful white gown adorned with delicate lace, her white hair flowing freely around her.A soft, familiar voice called her name, and she turned to find the source. Her eyes locked onto another pair of eyes, eyes she thought she would never see again."Mom?" Kaerlia asked with tears in her eyes, her voice quivering with emotion as she ran to embrace Khione, her mother."Oh, my baby, stop crying. You've been crying a lot lately," Khione comforted her, patting Kaerlia's back as she held her close."Mom, but I thought you were dead," Kaerlia said, her voice filled with
~. .~In the dark and eerie throne room of Liliana, the wails of tormented souls echoed ominously, creating an unsettling atmosphere. Mobali and the others, including Aidan, materialized in this sinister place, surrounded by the malevolent presence of demons.Liliana, seated upon her throne of skulls, greeted them with a chilling smile. Mobali's eyes blazed with anger as he looked at Aidan, who stood beside Liliana, his head bowed in submission.“Aidan, you side with her?”"He has no choice, Mobali," Liliana taunted, her voice dripping with wicked satisfaction.Mobali's gaze turned back to Liliana. "I wasn't talking to you, demon," he spat, his voice laced with a mix of rage and frustration. Liliana, being a demon herself, remained unfazed by his alpha authority, which would have affected a werewolf.As Mobali frantically scanned the room for Kaerlia, Liliana harnessed her dark powers. The ground rumbled, and Kaerlia emerged from a fissure in the floor. She was bound in si
~. MOBALI.~As I wake up, the bright light from the window hits my eyes. I run my hand through Kaerlia's side of the bed, but it's cold. I jolt, sniffing the room. Her scent has faded, which means she has been gone for hours, possibly days.How long have I been asleep?I look at the bedside table, and there lies a piece of paper. I pick it up and read its contents, "Dear Mobali, by the time you're reading this letter, it could have been days since I left for hell. I'm sorry, but I can't sit back and watch the werewolf race crumble. Please don't come after me, and I love you." I grip hard onto the piece of paper.Rising from the bed, I took a quick shower and dressed in my armor. Anger and determination coursed through my veins. I had to find her, I had to bring her back. How could she? How couldn't she see through Liliana’s plots? My heart clenched at the thought of her being dead already. "Guards! Open this door!" I roared, pounding on the unyielding brass doors. But the guards on th
~. .~Kaerlia managed to sneak out of the palace without anyone spotting her. The demons she encountered outside didn't attack her, rather they guided her to the path of the portal.Screeches echoed as she walked down the path, the horrid sounds of the demons and the undead ringing. The portal to Hell stood as a formidable, eerie gateway, a tear in the fabric of reality itself. It exuded an ominous and foreboding aura as if it were a maw to a world of unimaginable darkness and torment.The portal's frame was jagged and uneven, like fractured obsidian, emitting a faint, malevolent crimson glow. Within the opening, darkness extended infinitely, and an eerie, suffocating heat radiated from the abyss beyond. Distorted, ghostly silhouettes writhed and shifted within the portal, casting unsettling shadows and contributing to its sinister ambiance.As Kaerlia stood before the portal, it pulsed with otherworldly energy, beckoning her to enter. The air around it seemed to warp and
~. .~Liliana's sinister smile widened as Kaerlia rushed to attack her. But before Kaerlia could reach her, Liliana swiftly wielded her dark powers. With a wave of her hand, she conjured silver chains laced with potent wolfsbane, which wrapped around Kaerlia's legs. The moment the silver touched her skin, Kaerlia whimpered in excruciating pain, her limbs growing weak."You forget you're half-werewolf, and silver is one of your weaknesses," Liliana taunted, her voice dripping with cruelty. Kaerlia could barely manage to speak or cry out as she tumbled to the ground, completely immobilized and suffering from the agony of the silver and wolfsbane.Even though she wasn't fully a werewolf, she couldn't help but be immobilized by the silver.“What do you want? Why are you doing this? The whole werewolf race is in chaos because of you.”In response to Kaerlia's pleading questions, Liliana remained callous. "I'm making it feel like home. Why am I doing this? Because of you, you a
~. .~The scene in the grand hall was one of chaos and shock. The Supreme wolves, who had gathered to celebrate the coronation, stood in stunned disbelief as they witnessed the sky turn bloody and portals to hell open, unleashing an army of demons. The once-resplendent event had devolved into a nightmarish spectacle.Mobali, his eyes wide with disbelief, finally found his voice. "Farah, what have you done?" he demanded, his voice a mixture of anger, horror, and disbelief. He couldn't comprehend the scale of devastation unfolding before him.Farah, or rather, the entity that had possessed her body, groaned angrily. Her true nature was now revealed, she raised the scepter high, releasing an eerie transformation. Her raven-dark hair cascaded down, and her eyes turned a haunting shade of crimson. Her red warrior dress symbolized her newfound identity, and she let out a malevolent cackle that sent shivers down the spines of those present."I am tired of hearing that wimpy name!" she declare