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.

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

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

have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in the harem?” I asked, and Tamia looked

some of the records

Leah Corrigan was never in the

did not even sleep

was thrown into service in Grizlo, where

“Maybe she was misinformed.

with all the lunas he

Jenny that, so she

read her journals, Tamia; you know she is obsessed with him and possessive

you need to confront

to ask her; she better come

just ruin the entire

we will soon

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

wouldn’t waste any

estate in the morning, I would ask

hope she tells the truth for all our sakes so I can figure out what to

had dinner, and everyone joked about the things they read

my father loved her, and my mother

She was really delusional.

that other than when she mentioned her son, she

as if he had

an entry where she claimed my father took her son from her, but that

or tell us where he was

if the

It was weird.

Volkov estate the

confirm with

arrived, and I went

I took the photocopied letter and knocked on my mother’s

not make it hard for

and was surprised

smiled and let

for you to come looking for me this morning, ”

sat and

Is she alright? I

the early

she said, and I smiled and

fine, mother,” I said and

with you, and I need you to

said, and her smile

you to tell me the truth because what I

ruin our

to come clean and tell me the truth, so I will know how to

speaking like this, darling? I won’t lie

it,” She said, sounding

what transpired between

you two, so I do not understand why she

reconcile, ” She

you better tell me

a letter from

of killing father,” I said, and she

a thing about me? It

her to stop spewing that

know how that bitch

She said, and I cut her sentence to stop her from

that when backed into

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

letting my command through, and she reluctantly did as I

know he was unfair

I know everything.

about Alissa, and

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

“She is lying.

can never

husband.” She said, and I shook

I know, but

for her, murdered most of your family members, and

of hurtful things to you,” I said, and she looked

take my family seat

and then looked at

did some research and saw a letter Jenny wrote to you to alert you that father wanted to give your family seat to his son,

I wanted, so it

knew I had information, she would

you had no hand

and you did not

tears were a dead

shaking