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Chapter 232
~Zara’s POV~
The hall was alive with excitement as Aira and I entered, the space buzzing with chatter and anticipation. freewёbnoνel.com
Rows of seats were arranged in a semicircle, facing a raised stage adorned with soft silver and gold drapes.
The air carried a festive energy, with members of the pack bustling around, making final adjustments to the decorations.
I took a deep breath, letting the energy of the room settle my nerves. This wasn’t just an event—it was a moment to celebrate the strength and individuality of every woman participating.
"Zara," Luna Star called, beckoning me toward the stage.
I followed her. The sound of my heels clicking against the floor as we ascended the steps. Aira stayed close.
The hall filled quickly, pack members and families taking their seats, their faces alight with anticipation.
The young women participating in the pageant were seated in a reserved section near the front, their excitement evident in their animated whispers.
Alpha Storm stood at the podium, his presence instantly drawing the room’s attention. The chatter quieted, and all eyes turned to him as he began to speak.
"Welcome, everyone," he said, his deep voice carrying easily across the room. "Today marks the beginning of a tradition that has strengthened our pack for generations. The Ivory Crescent Pageant is more than a competition—it’s a celebration of growth, courage, and unity."
The audience applauded, the sound filling the room with warmth.
Luna Star stepped forward next, her smile radiant. "To the young women sitting before us: this journey is yours to embrace. Each of you brings something unique, something valuable, to our pack. This is your time to shine."
The applause swelled again, and I felt a surge of pride for the participants.
Then it was my turn. I stepped forward, my heart pounding but my steps steady. The sea of expectant faces didn’t unnerve me; instead, they fueled my determination.
"Thank you, Alpha Storm and Luna Star," I began and took a pause to clear my throat, softly despite the rush of emotions inside me, "this pageant isn’t just about crowns or titles. It’s about discovering who you are, embracing your strengths, and finding your voice. Every one of you has the potential to lead, to inspire, and to make a difference—not just within our pack, but far beyond. And I hope that by the end of this event, you all will see that in you."
I paused, letting my words sink in. "You don’t have to be perfect," I continued. "You just have to be willing to try, to grow, and to support one another. Because together, we’re stronger than we could ever be alone."
The applause was immediate, heartfelt, and enthusiastic. The young women’s faces lit up with pride and I knew my words had reached them.
As I stepped back, Aira squeezed my hand, her grin infectious. "You killed it."
The ceremony continued with introductions and acknowledgments, each segment further highlighting the spirit of the pageant. By the time it ended, excitement filled the air.
As the crowd began to disperse, Luna Star approached me, her eyes shining with approval. "You spoke beautifully, Zara. They needed to hear those words."
I smiled. "Thank you. I just hope I can keep meeting their expectations."
"You will," she said simply. "You already have."
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