Chapter 200

Lady Scorpion’s POV

The hall was dark, the dim overhead lights casting long shadows across the room. The air was thick with the scent of leather and adrenaline.

Seated before me were my loyal warriors, my venomous sting…each of them dressed in sleek black leather pants, jackets, and tank tops that glistened faintly in the muted light. Their sharp gazes were fixed on me, their leader, as they waited for my words.

I stood at the pulpit, the microphone snugly clipped to my headpiece, just beside my lips. The faint hum of the mic was barely audible over the heavy silence.

My dark skin shined under the faint spotlight, and I took a moment to survey the faces of the young women who had dedicated their lives to my cause.

Clearing my throat, I began, my voice deep and commanding, cutting through the stillness like a blade.

“My scorpions,” I started, pacing