Page 15 of Scarred Savages
Just what I need.
I tried not to look at the comments, but why settle for a knife wound when you can gut yourself completely?
@saramoondreamer: Did you see how he looked at her scars? Disgusting. She’s brave for standing up to him. #TeamLuna #ScarredSavage
@packqueen: Ugh, Conrad could’ve done so much better. Why was he even matched with her? #Rejected #MateMismatch
@lonewolflover: I can’t believe Luna rejected Conrad! She’s got guts. #Respect #LunaStrong
@Isa_D99: I wish Conrad were mine. #IDon’tHaveScarsChooseMe #DreamMate #ConradILoveYou
@alphaadmire: What a joke. She’s not even that pretty. Conrad dodged a bullet. #HarshTruth #MateFinderDrama
Reply to @alphaadmire from @marcyqueenie: I know Luna personally, and Conrad did indeed dodge a bullet! #SheSmellsBadToo
@nightowlartist: Luna’s scars are beautiful. They show her strength and resilience. #ScarsAreBeautiful #WarriorFemale
@packleader83: That was savage! This is better than any TV show. Can’t wait to see what happens next. #ShifterReality #ScarredSavage
@maggieforest: Conrad’s an idiot. A true scent match would look past the scars. #RealLoveSeesBeyond #RejectedSavage
@herbalmagicgreens: Have you tried to lose weight but can’t seem to shed the extra pounds? Try our new herbal teas #LunaLoveOurTeas #LinkInBio
@silvermoon123: Does anyone else think this whole thing is staged? It feels too dramatic to be real. #ConspiracyTheory #ShifterGossip
@heartsforever: Luna, if you’re reading this, stay strong. You’re an inspiration to all of us who feel less than perfect. #StayStrongLuna #Inspiration
@shifterchic: OMG, can you believe she actually rejected him back? Power move, girl! #QueenLuna #ScarredSavage
“Miss Woods, Headmistress Gray requests your presence,” a voice calls from outside my dorm room, jolting me from my thoughts.
“I’ll be there in five!” I reply, swallowing the lump in my throat.
I pull on frayed jeans and a faded tee, not bothering to tame my tangled hair.
What’s the point?
I shuffle into the kitchen, grabbing a handful of ice to soothe my swollen eyes before saying goodbye to my only friends. Jackie and Amanda, two of my three followers from InstaShifter, are busy in the common area, their faces a mix of concern and sympathy.
Jackie hands me a $20 bill and hugs me tightly while Amanda gives me a folded paper with her sister’s name. I glance down at the note, already knowing the plan. I’ll be heading her way, working at the diner, and renting a room above it until I’m on my feet. It’s only a few miles away—too close for comfort, but it’s a start.
“Thank you. I’ll miss you,” I say, my voice thick with emotion.
I wave them goodbye before heading to the headmistress’s office.
Headmistress Gray greets me when I step inside with her usual steely demeanor. As soon as I sit, she dives into the matter.
“Luna, you understand the debt incurred during your stay must be settled,” she states, her tone flat.
“Yes, I have a job lined up. I start tomorrow and can begin paying monthly installments next month,” I respond, trying to sound confident.
Her smile is anything but warm. “You do realize, Luna, when there’s a scent match, all incurred costs must be paid in full within seven days.”
I frown, confusion bubbling up. “But my scent match—”
“Was unfortunate, yes. But the debt remains.” She looks at me like I’m just another entry in her ledger.
“Can’t he foot the bill? He’s richer than anyone else in this whole fucking city,” I say, my voice rising slightly, panic creeping in.
