Cold stone pressed against Aria's cheek as awareness slowly returned. Her head pounded like someone had hit her with a hammer. Every muscle in her body ached.

She tried to move but couldn't. Heavy silver chains wrapped around her arms and ankles, burning her skin wherever they touched. Silver was poison to werewolves it weakened them and stopped their healing.

"Finally awake, I see."

Aria's eyes snapped open. She was in a vast underground room carved from black stone. Purple ...