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 outside howled as if the moon itself mourned. Inside the pack's gathering hall, the air was thick with unease. Cinder sat at the head of the long wooden table, Jason by her side. Elda Frost, the eldest and wisest of the werewolves, stood in the center of the room. Her gnarled hands clutched an ancient scroll, its edges frayed with time.

Elda's voice was soft but steady as she began, "There is more to the prophecy than I first shared."

Cinder's heart skipped a beat. She had thought she knew everything about the Lunar Eclipse Prophecy. It had guided so many of her decisions, but now it seemed there was a deeper secret.

Jason leaned forward, his brow furrowed. "Why haven't you told us this before, Elda?"

The old woman sighed, her silver hair catching the flickering light of the torches. "Because revealing it too soon could have caused despair. But now... now you must know the truth, Cinder."

The Prophecy’s Second Half