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.

the harem, but Jenny had also said only my mother knew the Alias

and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack

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

not read some of

said that Leah Corrigan was never

did not even sleep with

in Grizlo, where she died.”

“Maybe she was misinformed.

with all

have told Jenny that, so she

Tamia; you know she is obsessed with him and possessive of him, too,” I said, and

need to confront

to ask her; she better

just ruin

we

need lies and secrets weighing us down and haunting us.” She said, and I could understand her

I wouldn’t waste

the estate in the

all our sakes

everyone joked about the things they read in

and

She was really delusional.

thing that troubled everyone was that other than when she mentioned her

as if he

to Theodore, there was an entry where she claimed my father took her son from her, but that was

talk about it or tell us where he

was as if the baby had

It was weird.

Volkov estate the next

was eager to confirm with

and I

in, I took

did not make it hard for

door and was surprised to see

and let me

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

sat and

she alright? I hope she is eating and

are the early

she said, and

fine, mother,” I said and

a private discussion with you, and I need

me,” I said,

need you to tell me the truth because what I discovered is

ruin our

you to come clean and tell me the truth, so I will know how to handle the situation,” I said, and she frowned at

darling? I won’t lie to

your brother, and your know it,” She

to know what transpired between you and Jenny

understand why she would

hello and reconcile, ” She said, and I

tell

have a letter from

a record claiming you wrote it and accusing you of killing father,” I said, and she stood up and shook her

you say such a thing about me? It is

stop

not know how that

and I cut her sentence

did that when backed

the truth, mother,” I said,

her, letting my command through, and she reluctantly did

was unfair to

I know everything.

me about Alissa, and I learned other

am not trying to judge you; I just need to know

“She is lying.

never hurt

husband.” She said,

but he hurt

tried to divorce you because of his fated, made you care for her, murdered most of your family members, and tried to give your family seat to his

things to you,” I said, and

my family

bowed my head and then looked at

saw a letter Jenny wrote to you to alert you that father wanted to give your family seat to his son, David,” I

wanted, so

had information, she

you had no hand

did not have father killed.”

tears were a

shaking and

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