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.

had also said only my mother knew the Alias my father used to

one of his girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia

it be that my father might have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in the harem?” I asked, and Tamia looked at

did not read some of the records

said that Leah Corrigan was

even sleep

in Grizlo, where

“Maybe she was misinformed.

all

told Jenny that, so she would

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

need to confront your mother

ask her; she better

just ruin

we will

down and haunting

decided I wouldn’t

the estate in the morning, I would ask

truth for all our sakes so I can figure out what

and everyone joked about the things they read in

and my mother was blackmailing him to

She was really delusional.

than when she mentioned her son, she never talked about

if he had

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

did not talk about it or tell us where he

the baby had stopped

It was weird.

Volkov estate the

eager to confirm with my mother on

and I

I had settled in, I took the photocopied letter and

hoped she did not make it hard for my sake because I

opened the door and was surprised to

smiled and let

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

sat and thanked

Is she alright? I hope she is eating and

the early

she said, and I smiled

fine, mother,” I said

with you, and I need you to

I said,

me the truth because

can ruin our

truth, so I will know how to handle the situation,” I said, and she frowned at

like this, darling? I won’t lie to you about

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

what transpired between you and

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

and reconcile, ” She said, and I got

better tell

have a letter

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

such a thing

to stop spewing that nonsense about

know

and I cut her sentence to stop her

that when backed into a

truth, mother,” I said, and

sit down,” I told her, letting my command

he was

I know everything.

about Alissa, and

you; I just need to know what to

“She is lying.

never

my husband.” She said,

know, but he

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

to you,” I said, and she looked

did you know he tried to take my family seat from me?” She asked

and then looked

father wanted to give

wanted, so it was time

I had information, she would not resolve

you

lying and you did not have father

tears were a dead

was shaking and