Chapter 51 A woman had stood up from the stand. And to everyone’s surprise, this objector was Angelina, Harper’s largest victim. Daran looked toward Angelina with a frown, “Are you raising objections now Angelina?” “Sorry to interrupt you, Alpha Daran. But yes, I do object to those penalties,” Angelina answered with a nod. “But why?” one of the elders cried in disbelief, “Harper caused all of your sufferings. An eye for an eye. Don’t you want to see her pay for what she did?” “Of course, I do. But I don’t want her to get expelled. No.” Angelina walked around the long table and stand in front of Daran and the elders. She bowed to them humbly before looking up and asked: “Pardon me, Alpha Daran and my lords. But have you ever lived in the rogue’s world before?” “I have fought them, killed them, but I have never lived them.” Daran answered coldly, “Do tell me how your question is related to the issue we are dealing with now.” “I don’t want Harper Diaz to get expelled because it would be a reward for her, not a punishment.” Angelina took a deep breath and turned to look at Harper, her eyes gleaming with hatred. “Thanks to her, I have been to the rogue’s world. I know those rogues. They are all vicious, ruthless, and cold, just like her. I have no doubt that Harper would fit right in when she came to the rogue’s society.” There was a moment of discussion among the elders. And then one of the elders asked Angelina, “Then what do you suggest? Your opinion matters greatly because you are Harper’s largest victim.” Angelina raised her head, “Instead of setting her free by expelling her, I think we should keep her here and let her take up heavy labors in our pack. She will no longer be a lady, but a lowly slave. She will redeem her sin through hard works.” “But don’t you think it is too mild a penalty? How can we make that sure gets enough punishment for her sins?” the elder frowned with disagreement. Angelina slightly curved her lips, “That is why I wish you could appoint Harper to me as my maid. I will keep an eye on her personally and make sure she repents her crime.” There was an astonished gasp from the crowd. This was truly a bold suggestion! Letting a former lady serve as a maid? This had never happened before in Riverside Pack! “B–But you can’t do this!” John stuttered nervously, “Harper didn’t know how to serve as a maid. She had never cleaned or wiped anything in her entire life!” Angelina countered fiercely, “She can learn, can’t she?
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Do you think I am born to be a maid myself?” John wanted to keep arguing. Yet Owen tugged at his shirt gesturing him to shut up. Daran pondered on this briefly before gazing at Janet and asked, “What do you think, Gamma Janet? Do you think this is a good idea?” Janet stood up from her seat. “I think this penalty serves Harper justly. I will help Angelina to keep an eye on Harper.” Janet smiled. “And I insist on that tattoo on her forehead as well. It will serve as a constant reminder to Harper and everyone else of what crime she had committed.” Hearing Janet’s words, Harper suddenly started to struggle and scream furiously. But her mouth was clogged. So she couldn’t make any sounds beside muffled groans. Janet glanced at Harper and added with a smile, “In fact, why don’t we give that tattoo to her right here today? Many people had come a long way to witness this. We don’t want them to come back home disappointed.” Exited cheering and shouts could be heard from the crowd. People were all clapping to Janet’s suggestion. After receiving a nod from Daran, guards rushed to get the equipment and they returned with a tattoo needle. Harper was forced to kneel on the ground, facing the entire public. Her eyes were wide with dread and horror as the guards with the tattoo needle approached her. She gritted the clog in her mouth so hard that it was starting to make a squeaky sound. “Hold on a second.” Angelina took a step forward and stuck her hand out to the guard, “Actually, can I do it?” The guard looked towards the stand hesitantly. Seeing no one had objected, he gave Angelina the tattoo needle and stepped down. “Well…Miss Harper, have you seen this day coming?” With the tattoo needle in her one hand, Angelina grabbed Harper’s chin with another hand and forced her to look up. “I bet you have never imagined that I would come back one day.” Angelina giggled, raising the needle. “But here I am, just for you. And we are going to have so much fun together…forever.” The needle touched Harper’s skin, making a sizzling sound. A muffled cry escaped Harper’s gritted teeth as her whole body twitched in pain involuntarily. Two guards held Harper still as Angelina continued with her work. “It hurts, doesn’t it!” Angelina snapped while looking down at Harper’s tear–stained face. “Well, you should know this when you have my forehead tattooed! Remember how you asked your maids to splash salty water over my face to increase my pain?! You deserve all these, Harper!” Hellen let out a small cry and fainted into Paul’s arm. John seemed as though he was about to shit his pants in horror. Still sitting on the stand, Janet looked closely at this with a cold smile on her lips. She felt a sweet sense of victory at heart. At this moment, everything Harper had ever done to her came rushing back to her. All those damages that Harper had once caused her, physical ones and emotional ones, were all still fresh in her mind. This was Janet’s revenge as well. Letting out a small breath, Janet glanced around at the other Diaz. Harper was only the first one. If the others couldn’t learn their lesson today, she would make sure for them to suffer, just like Harper. Every. Single. One. Of. Them. After a long 10 minutes, Angelina completed with the tattoo. She let go of Harper, who collapsed onto the ground almost immediately. There was a striking tattoo on her forehead now, which read: SLAVE. Starting today, Harper was no longer a mighty lady. She would spend the rest of her life working as a slave in redemption of her crimes. Angelina turned toward the stand and bowed, “My work here is completed. I ask for your permission now to take Harper back to my home.” “Allowed.” Daran stood up from his seat and said to the whole crowd deeply: “Let this incident be a lesson to everyone here today. Riverside Pack does not endure frauds, schemers, and criminals. Rogues are threatening our safety and we can’t waste time on fighting our own brothers and sisters. Anyone dares to challenge this will receive the same amount of punishment.” The crowd responded him with a round of deafening applause. After the trial was dismissed, Janet rose from her seat and walked down the stand, heading towards her car She wanted to head back to the training field. Now that Harper was taken care of, she could finally focus on the training. She did agree with Daran on what he just said earlier–They couldn’t afford to waste a single second on infighting anymore. The rogues were coming. And they needed to be prepared. Janet was passing through the crowd, thinking about her training plans, when a voice came from her back: “Janet–Wait!” It was Paul, followed by Hellen, John, and Owen. Janet stopped and frowned at these clowns. “What do you want?” Janet asked impatiently, “I don’t have the time now. “Not so fast, my little sis–or should I say, Blood Moon Pack’s little princess?” Owen said with a snort. “Now that you have taken down Harper, shall we talk about what you owe us?” Janet looked at them coldly, “What are you talking about?” Hellen strode forward. Her eyes were still swollen from tears. She pointed a finger at Janet and cried loudly: “You were never my real kid, you fraud! We spent money on you, we fed you, we raised you for 20 years! How are you going to pay us back?!”