Belladonna
She was once again called to the packhouse by Aston and Mala, though this time she knew what it was for. Alpha Gretta was here to collect Gregory Lewis, and she’d also been informed that Alpha Parker was with her. Not travelling in the same car, but had arrived at the same time; likely travelling together.
She was standing outside the front of the packhouse, as were Aston, Mala and the Alpha unit, and over there to her left off in the distance was Gregory Lewis hanging from the pack’s shaming tree.
They didn’t have posts here like other packs, no, just three silver chains that dangled from a tree branch. His feet were barely on the ground and his arms were stretched up above him. He just hung there to be shamed. It was rare that it was in use and had been put in place by both Mala and Aston the year their daughter was born.
Something to do with Aston’s former and Goddess–Gifted mate who’d rejected him but couldn’t leave him alone, who had been the first person to hang from it, after killing his chosen mate, and then trying to kill Mala as well. Mala had hung her from that very tree for the pack to shame her over the death of the former Luna. Now that was where others were hung.
Everyone in this pack had been informed of why he was out there, including Whitney. He’d been told by Mala and Aston themselves before the pack had been informed, Whit had stood staring at that man over there.
She’d told him the truth of all that had gone on. She’d given him that sss from Alpha Gretta to read, so he could see it for himself, written out formally, the facts of the deception around why Parker had supposedly relinquished his parental rights. How his own father’s Goddess–Gifted had lied and deceived everyone where he was concerned.
After he’d read it, Aston had informed him that Gregory Lewis was a new pack member within the pack, and Whit had frowned instantly. Mala had told him she’d gone and collected that man herself that he was hanging from the shaming tree. Awaiting the Council’s pick–up, that it would likely take a couple of days, but he would be punished by Gretta and the Council for his part in the deception.
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She’d actually seen Whit stop and look at that man hanging from the pack’s shaming tree and thought he’d been going to go over there and yell at him or maybe hit him. Some inside this back had gone and done that. Mina, Kane’s sister, and a Beta–blooded wolf had beaten him, called him despicable and grated out he didn’t deserve to be Beta–blooded. Was a stain to the rank, and she hoped the Wolfen Council not only stripped him of his rank but demoted him to the lowest of low.
She’d stayed out of it all, she didn’t really get angry about things, though she’d felt annoyance roll off of Freya as they’d looked at that wolf, and it kind of felt like she’d wanted to have a piece of him, herself.
She’d not done so though, because she wouldn’t allow herself to be seen, even for the punishing of another wolf. Whit had not gone near him, just been angry, she’d thought, but had turned and walked away
himself.
Gretta arrived, and two warriors got out of the car she was travelling in. She actually knew both of them from her time working on council grounds. After greeting Aston and Mala, they both stated their names and then smiled at her. She smiled back at them.
Alpha Parker and Kane had gotten out of his car, just him and his Beta, not his entire unit. No Gamma she noted here to try and sway her into anything at all. That was nice to know.
He greeted Aston and Mala, then looked right at her and smiled. “It’s good to see you again, Belladonna.”
“Alpha Parker.” She greeted him.
“Please, there is no need for formalities between us, Parker is just fine, Belladonna. As you used to call
me,” he told her.
She just nodded, and he was directed to look at the shaming tree. “Alpha Parker, is that Gregory Lewis,
your former Luna’s father?” Alpha Gretta asked him.
“Yes.” Parker nodded. “That would be Carina Lewis‘ father.”
“Do you want to go over and lash him?” Alpha Gretta asked casually. “Before he’s taken to the Wolfen Council for punishment.”
She watched as Parker stood there and thought about it, then turned and looked at her. “Belladonna, have
you yet?” he asked her.
“Me! No, why would I?” she asked in return. Her life had actually been enjoyable once she’d gotten her freedom, that man and his daughter’s deception had seen her have the full freedom to live her life as she so chose. She’d been able to make a life for herself, have lovers of her choice, both at the Wolfen Council and here within the Hollowed Moon, and enjoy her life to the fullest, which she had.

She saw no reason to punish them on her behalf. Parker and Whitney were the ones that were affected by that deception, not her.

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