A Confession Of Rage ~Sylvester~ I took the journal from Tamia and read the page she was on.

I could not believe what I had just seen.

“What if this woman was trying to frame my mother? The letter was anonymous.

What if that was what she was trying to do? Jenny was on the council, and my mother wasn’t.

My father had left the Balyaev seat vacant, making the Lawrences the most powerful family on the council.

What if the council teamed up and decided to persecute my mother? There is always evidence to convict a person, whether guilty or innocent.

What if that was Jenny’s plan?” I said, still finding it hard to believe what Tamia had said.

She stood up and touched my hand.

“I do not know what to believe.

But we must review the files and hide the correspondence about your father’s murder.

Marcel and Theodore are loyal to you, but their fathers were also killed.

They might not find it funny and demand retribution,” she said to me, and I knew she was right.

So I left her in the room and rushed down, stared at where the documents were and started searching the files for anything that had to do with the correspondence between Jenny and my mother.

“Sylvester, is everything alright?” Marcel asked me holding Jenny’s journal in his hand.

It was clear they found what she had written amusing.

I smiled at him and nodded.

“Yes.

I just need to see the correspondence between her and my mother,” I said.

He nodded and continued to read the journal in his hand.

I thought of the many things that could happen if the information Tamia just found out got into the wrong hands.

The thought motivated me to search.

Tamia joined me downstairs and helped me search the files.

We were at it for hours.

We had lunch and talked about the content of the journal.

We joked about what Jenny wrote.

Tamia and I pretended to find it amusing because we did not want to alarm the others.

By evening we had gone through all the documents we had brought, and only four files consisted of her correspondence with my mother and father.

I found a copy of the letter sent to her by her southern informant in those files.

It was authentic, but I could not tell if it was my mother’s handwriting or not.

“Alpha Corrigan, I write you in good conscience.

I do not believe in injustice, and I believe the wolf lord lost his mind because of his greed.

Knowing how greatly your family suffered at his hands, I am moved to do this.

Although I want to remain anonymous, I have discovered that the lord is out to conquer the south.

He travels in disguise with his beta and gamma under the Alias John Michan.

He plans to scout your territory as a tourist to develop his attack plan.

I am writing you this letter so you can prepare yourself for what is to come.

Your parents’ sacrifice should not be in vain.

Leah Corrigan and I became friends in the harem.

Where I found favour with the wolf lord, she didn’t.

I am writing you this letter to help keep her son alive.

Please, the wolf lord with be in the south on Monday at noon.

He will be staying at the Danes Inn in Pridewood Pack land Under his Alias.

Be warned that there will be warriors around.

You must intercept him in the inn.

I hope for the sake of the south you succeed.” It read, and I wondered how Jenny would think my mother would write the letter.

harem, but Jenny had also

of his girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack the evidence, and I decided

my father might have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in the harem?” I asked, and

some of

said that Leah Corrigan was

not even

was thrown into service in Grizlo, where she

“Maybe she was misinformed.

with all

told Jenny that, so she would

she is obsessed with him and possessive of him, too,”

to confront your mother on

ask her; she better come clean because this

ruin the entire

marriage coming, and we will soon welcome children

haunting us.” She said, and

decided I wouldn’t

to the estate in the morning, I would ask

the truth for all our sakes

had dinner, and everyone joked about the things they read in Jenny’s

believed my father loved her, and my mother

She was really delusional.

than when she mentioned her son, she never talked

if he had

my father

about it or tell us

if the baby had

It was weird.

the Volkov estate the

confirm with

I

and I had settled in, I took the photocopied

it hard for my sake because

and was

smiled and let me

you to come looking for me this morning, ” She said with a smile and offered me a

and thanked

Is she alright? I hope

the

going about with you,” she said, and I smiled

mother,” I said

with

me,” I said,

need you to tell me the truth because what I discovered

can ruin

I will know how to handle the situation,” I

are you speaking like this, darling? I

you and your brother, and your know it,” She said, sounding a bit hurt, and

want to know what transpired between you

blood between you two, so I do not understand why she would visit you in our house,” I said,

to say hello and reconcile, ”

better tell

have a letter

record claiming you wrote it and accusing you of

a thing about me? It

her to stop spewing that nonsense about

not know how that bitch

father..” She said, and I cut her sentence to stop

when backed into a

truth, mother,” I said, and she shook her

my command through, and she reluctantly did

he was unfair to

I know everything.

about Alissa, and I learned

I just need to know

“She is lying.

never hurt

said,

I know, but

fated, made you care for her, murdered most of your family members, and tried to

of hurtful things to you,”

he tried to take my

and then looked at

father wanted to give your family seat

where I wanted, so it

information, she would not resolve

please tell me you had no hand

is lying and you did not have father killed.”

tears were a dead

shaking and

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