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.

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

girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned

plans to a girl in the harem?”

some of the records

Leah Corrigan was never in the

even

service in Grizlo, where she died.”

“Maybe she was misinformed.

with all

might have told Jenny that, so she

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

you need to confront your mother on

better come clean because this is

ruin

a marriage coming, and we

haunting us.” She said,

wouldn’t waste

the estate in the morning, I would ask my

all our sakes so I can figure out what to

about the things they

loved her, and my mother was

She was really delusional.

that other than when she mentioned her son, she never talked about him

was as if

where she claimed my father took her son from her, but

it or

the baby had

It was weird.

for the Volkov estate the next

with my mother

I went to

I had settled in, I took

it hard for my

and

smiled and let me

something right for you to come looking for me this morning, ”

and thanked

is Tamia? Is she alright? I

are the

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

mother,” I said and

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

me,” I said, and her

need you to tell me the

ruin our

will know

you speaking like this, darling? I won’t lie

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

to know what transpired

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

say hello and reconcile, ” She said, and I got

you better tell me the

a letter

you of killing father,” I

you say such a thing about me? It

her to stop spewing that nonsense about

not know how

said, and I cut her

that when backed into

truth, mother,” I said, and she

my command through, and she reluctantly did

know he was unfair

I know everything.

told me about Alissa,

trying to judge you; I just need to know what to do,” I

“She is lying.

can never hurt

my husband.” She said, and

but

divorce you because of his fated, made you care for her, murdered most of your family

hurtful things to you,” I said,

did you know he tried to take my

head and then looked at

father wanted to

her where I wanted, so it was

I had information, she would

you had no

Jenny is lying and you did not have father killed.” I said, staring into

were

was shaking

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