Get Back The Abandoned Luna (Scarlett and Alexander) novel Chapter 23

Scarlett’s POV

“You… You slut!” I paused and looked back at Amanda.

Her shoulders tightened and trembled with frustration as the surrounding she–wolves began shifting their attention.

I stepped forward.

The silence wrapped around us like a stage curtain, pulling the whole hall into the spotlight. Every face turned. Some were curious. Some cautious. Some enjoyed the spectacle, and some… some were waiting for blood.

“If I may,” I began, my voice calm but sharp, “let’s clear something up.”

Amanda flinched. The rest of the wolves leaned in–hungry for more drama, but unsure whose side to take.

I let them be. If they wanted to watch the drama, then I’d show hem drama.

‘Not every woman who wears something alluring does it to please a man. Our value isn’t defined by how much skin we show -or don’t. That mindset is outdated, and frankly, pathetic.”

The air thickened with anticipation. I couldn’t care less about Amanda’s fluster.

I scanned the room slowly, letting my gaze fall on each pair of curious eyes.

In the Nightshade Pack,” I continued, “I’ve seen women in battle armor by day and figure–hugging gowns by night. Warriors, generals, mothers, betas, alphas. Strength and beauty aren’t enemies. You can wear a blade on your hip and heels on your feet–and still command respect.”

I looked back at Amanda, my eyes cool. “Unless, of course, you think that dressing beautifully is the same as inviting every male in the room to pounce on you?”

Her jaw clenched and twitched, but no words came.

Her face was red, her shoulders trembling, and her eyes stared at me like daggers, waiting to strike.

I looked at her with a calm smile.

A slow murmur spread throughout the crowd. The shifts were subtle, but unmistakable. She–wolves who had once looked at me with judgment were now giving Amanda sharp glares and narrow glances.

Amanda’s authority had long crumbled like ash in the wind.

Some even stepped away from her.

I saw a few cross their arms and shake their heads in disappointment. Hostility had blossomed–but not toward me

“You–you! Scarlett! A broken Luna! How dare you embarrass me like this?! Do you fucking forget who I am!! Amanda couldn’t take any more embarrassment and lashed out, her words leading to more murmurs echoing through the hallway

I raised my brow and chuckled. “I don’t know who you are, but I know who I am”

“My name is Scarlett Winter,” I said clearly, my voice rising above the lum. “I came to the Nightshade Pack not just as Lucien’s guest, but as a representative of a cause.”

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Chapter 23

A pause. Let them lean in.

ER 55 your hers

“I’m here to fight for something our kind has ignored for too long–equality. Among Alphas. Among ranks. Among she- wolves. And if any of you wish to discuss that further, my door is open. I will never silence another woman the way others. tried to silence me.”

For a moment, the room stood frozen in that delicate tension between fear and reverence.

Then, from behind me, a single pair of hands began to clap.

I turned.

Kathleen stood there, a proud, knowing smile spreading across her face.

She clapped louder.

A moment later, another joined her. Then another. And another. Applause spread throughout the hall like wildfire until the sound echoed off the marble walls.

I didn’t bow. I didn’t smile.

I looked at Amanda, straight into her burning eyes.

“Slut you may call me–but remember, it’s always the woman you fear that you try to shame.”

This time, I brushed past her and walked toward Kathleen, who was grinning from ear to ear as she gave me a thumbs–up.

“That was hella cool!” she whispered. “You gained the respect of many.”

I just helplessly shook my head. “Anyway, where’s Alpha Lucien’s Beta?”

“Jack?” she arched her brow. “What do you need him for?”

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