ROSALIND'S POWERS

Back in Crescent Moon pack, it was a serene night and Rosalind was lying on the coach in their sitting room, after having a good time with Lucine, her mate. They had started planning for their mating ceremony, though in few years to come. She had shut her eyes for a quick nap before retiring to her room for the night. Her mother, Cathryn, sat on a nearby chair, reading a book.

Rosalind's eyes suddenly fluttered open, and she felt an unusual energy coursing through her veins. She was lying in her bed, but her senses were heightened, and she could feel the moon's presence, calling to her. She let out a gasp and howled at the moon, in response to its call.

Suddenly, her body began to shift, her limbs lengthening, and her senses growing sharper. She felt her teeth transforming into razor-sharp fangs, and her skin itched as fur sprouted from her pores. This was unlike her previous transformations, which she had gotten used to by then and could shift at will.

Cathryn, who was watching from