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.

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

it 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 to her

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

of the records

Leah Corrigan was never in

not even

into service in

“Maybe she was misinformed.

slept with all the

have told Jenny that, so she would

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

to confront your mother

ask her; she better come

ruin the

we will soon welcome children into this

down and haunting us.” She said, and I could understand

decided I wouldn’t waste

we returned to the estate in

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

and everyone joked about the things they read in

and my mother

She was really delusional.

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

as if he

claimed my father took her

talk about it or tell us where he

the

It was weird.

for the Volkov estate the next

eager to confirm with my mother on

arrived, and I went to

settled in, I took the photocopied letter and

for my sake

opened the door and was

smiled and

must have done something right for you to come looking for me this morning, ” She said with a

and

Is she alright? I hope she

the early

be going about with you,” she said, and

is fine, mother,” I said

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

I said, and

to tell me the truth because what I discovered is

can ruin

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

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

it,” She said, sounding a

what transpired between

understand why she

just came to say hello and reconcile, ” She said, and

tell me

letter

it and accusing you of

you say such a thing

to stop spewing that nonsense

know how that

your father..” She said, and I cut her sentence to

that when

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

told her, letting my command through, and she reluctantly did as I

he was unfair to

I know everything.

Alissa, and I learned

not trying to judge you; I just need to know what to do,” I said and

“She is lying.

never hurt

was my husband.” She said, and I shook

I know, but he hurt

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

hurtful things to you,” I said, and she

take my family seat from me?” She

and then looked

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

where I wanted, so it was time

had information, she would

tell me you

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

were

shaking