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.

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

be possible that he discussed his trip with one of his girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack the evidence, and I decided to talk

it be that my father might have divulged his travelling plans to a

did not read some of the records in

Corrigan was never in the

not even

into service in Grizlo, where she died.” Tamia

“Maybe she was misinformed.

slept with all the lunas

that, so

obsessed with him and possessive of him, too,” I said,

you need to confront your mother

better

can just ruin the

a marriage coming, and we will soon welcome

and haunting us.” She said, and I could understand her fear

wouldn’t waste any

estate in

our

had dinner, and everyone joked about the things they read

her, and

She was really delusional.

everyone was that other than when she mentioned her

was as if he had stopped

an entry where she claimed my

it or tell us where he

if the baby

It was weird.

for the Volkov estate

was eager to confirm with my mother

and I went to

had settled in, I took the photocopied letter and

make it hard for my sake because I

door and was

smiled and

me

sat and thanked

Is she alright? I

the early

about with you,” she said,

fine, mother,” I

have a private discussion with you, and I need

me,” I said, and her

you to tell me the truth because

ruin

need you to come clean and tell me the truth, so I will know how to handle the situation,” I

you speaking like this, darling? I won’t

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

want to know what transpired between you and Jenny

understand why she would visit you in

and reconcile, ” She said, and I got

tell me

letter

wrote it and accusing you of

thing about me? It is

stop spewing

not know

She said, and I cut her sentence to stop

always did that when backed

I said, and she shook her

sit down,” I told her, letting my command through, and she

he was unfair to

I know everything.

told me about Alissa, and I learned other

judge you; I just need to

“She is lying.

can never

was my husband.” She said,

know, but

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

to you,” I said, and she looked at me,

did you know he tried to take my

my head and then

letter Jenny wrote to you to alert you that father wanted to give your family seat to his son,

where I wanted, so it was time to ask

that she knew I had information, she would not

you had no hand

not have

tears were a dead

shaking