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 them 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 Our value isn't defined by how much skin we show—or don't. That mindset is outdated, and frankly, pathetic."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 o