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Scarlett

I tried to move, but my limbs felt heavy, weighted down. Memories crashed over me in waves – Dickson, the confrontation, Alisha, the sudden attack from behind. My wolf stirred restlessly within me, a caged animal sensing danger.

“She’s waking up,” a voice muttered nearby. Not Dickson’s. Not Alisha’s.

I forced my eyes open, blinking against the harsh fluorescent light. I was in a room – no, a cell. White walls. A single metal door. No windows. The kind of place designed to hold someone against their will.

My training with Peter kicked in. Stay calm. Assess. Survive.

I looked around and finally located the source of the voice. A woman stood in the corner, staring at me with something that looked like pity.

“Who are you?” My voice came out weak, unfamiliar. Something was wrong – I was never this powerless. My head throbbed with each heartbeat.

“You don’t need to know who I am,” she replied softly. “Luna.”

“Luna.” The name rolled off my tongue like poison – that cursed title. “I’
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Heather W
Instead of listening to warnings, she repeated MLM "boss babe" rhetoric to herself. She didn't give a damn that she was also endangering other people. She went full Karen, and now she's a damsel in a holding cell. I guess this is where Finn steps into the patriarchal role of "hero" & rescues her.
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