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 forest was eerily quiet. Cinder felt uneasy as she moved through the shadows, her senses sharp and alert. She had left the safety of the Moonveil Pack's territory to investigate a report of rogue activity, but now, she realized it might have been a trap.

A rustle in the bushes behind her made her spin around, her heart pounding. Before she could react, a net made of silver threads was thrown over her. The sharp, burning pain shot through her as the silver sapped her strength. She tried to shift, but the silver weakened her wolf form.

"Well, well," a gruff voice said as a group of rogues emerged from the trees. Their leader, a tall, scarred werewolf with piercing yellow eyes, grinned menacingly. "The mighty Cinder Alaric, caught like a helpless pup."

Cinder glared at him, refusing to show fear. "What do you want?" she demanded.

Cinder’s Imprisonment