Shadows of Destiny

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.

writer said she was in the harem, but Jenny had also said only my mother knew the Alias my father

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

not read some of the records in the

Leah Corrigan was never

not even sleep

into service in Grizlo, where she

“Maybe she was misinformed.

father slept with all the

have told Jenny that, so she would not be

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

need to confront

to ask her; she better come clean

just ruin the entire

have a marriage coming, and we

haunting us.”

I wouldn’t waste

to the estate in the

all our sakes so I can figure out what

dinner, and everyone joked about

her, and my mother was blackmailing him to

She was really delusional.

that other than when she mentioned her son, she never

was as if he had stopped

where she claimed my father took her

not talk about it or

if the baby had

It was weird.

the Volkov

to confirm with my mother on the

and I went to my

had settled in, I took the photocopied letter

she did not make it hard for my sake because

the door and was surprised to

and let me

you to come looking for me this morning, ” She said with

and thanked

she alright? I hope she is eating

the

shouldn’t be going about with you,” she said, and I smiled

is fine, mother,” I said

have a private discussion with you, and I need you to

me,” I said,

to tell me the truth because what I discovered

ruin

will know how

speaking like this, darling? I

know it,” She said, sounding a bit hurt,

I want to know what transpired between you and

a lot of bad blood between you two, so I do not understand why she would visit

hello and reconcile, ” She

tell me the

a letter from

record claiming you wrote it and accusing you of killing father,” I said, and

say such a thing about me? It

warned her to stop spewing that

do not know how that

and I cut her sentence

always did that when backed into

the truth, mother,” I said,

told her, letting my command through,

was unfair to

I know everything.

me about Alissa, and I

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

“She is lying.

never

She said, and I shook my

I know, but

you care for her, murdered most of your family members, and tried to give your family seat

hurtful things to you,” I

my family seat from me?”

bowed my head and

you that father wanted to give your family seat to his

had her where I wanted, so it was

information, she would

me you had no hand in

did not have father killed.” I said, staring into

were a

was shaking