Jasonsharon

Betrayed, bartered, broken. Cinder, a Luna stripped of her title for a dormant power, simmers with hidden strength. A mark on her skin whispers of a forgotten lineage, and a prophecy foretells her destiny, unites the werewolf packs or brings about their destruction.
As a full moon ignites a monstrous transformation within her, Cinder must navigate a web of deceit. A cunning rival offers a dark pact, a redeemed Alpha seeks atonement, and a hidden network of ostracized wolves rises from the shadows. Can Cinder control the feral rage within and embrace her true power before the lunar eclipse throws the werewolf world into chaos?
This is not a tale of the weak, but a ferocious rebirth that will rewrite the laws of the pack, leaving a trail of fury in its wake. Cinder's howl will echo through the night, a promise of a new era where all werewolves, regardless of their ability to shift, can rise under the watchful eye of the moon.

The Marked She-Wolf

The wind carried a strange chill as Cinder stepped into the cavern, her eyes fixed on the pedestal at its center. Resting upon it was a shimmering stone that seemed to glow with its own inner light. The Moonstone.

Jason followed close behind, his hand on his sword hilt, his face tense. "This place feels... wrong," he muttered.

Cinder nodded, her senses sharp. The air was heavy, almost alive, as if the stone itself was watching them. "It's powerful," she whispered. "I can feel it pulling at me."

The elders had warned her about the Moonstone. It was said to grant unimaginable power to its wielder but at a terrible cost. Legends told of those who had tried to use it, only to lose themselves to its curse.

The Moonstone’s Curse