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.

was in the harem, but Jenny had also

girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack the evidence, and

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

of the records in the

that Leah Corrigan

did not even sleep

thrown into service in Grizlo,

“Maybe she was misinformed.

father slept with all

might have told Jenny that, so she would not

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

to confront

better come clean

can just ruin

coming, and we will soon welcome children

weighing us down and haunting us.”

wouldn’t waste

to the estate in

all our sakes so I

joked about

believed my father loved her, and my

She was really delusional.

everyone was that other than when she mentioned her

if he

there was an entry where she claimed my father took her son

not talk about it or tell us where

was as if the baby had stopped

It was weird.

for the Volkov estate the next

was eager to confirm with my mother

and I went to

had settled in, I took the

hard for my sake

mother opened the door and was surprised to see

and

me

and

Is she alright? I hope she is eating

are the

with you,” she said, and

fine, mother,”

to have a private discussion with you, and I need

I said, and

to tell me the truth

ruin

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

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

know it,” She said, sounding a

what transpired between you and

understand why she would visit

to say hello and reconcile,

you better tell

letter

of killing father,” I

such a thing about

stop

know how that

was obsessed with your father..” She said, and I cut her sentence to stop her

always did that when backed into a

me the truth, mother,” I

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

was unfair to

I know everything.

Alissa, and I

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

“She is lying.

never

my husband.” She said, and I shook

I know, but he hurt you,

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

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

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

bowed my head and

research and saw a letter Jenny wrote to you to alert you that father wanted to give

where I wanted, so it

had information, she would not resolve to

me you had no hand

you did not have father

were a

shaking