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.

also said only my mother knew the Alias my

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,

might have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in the

some of the records

Corrigan was never in the

did not even

thrown into service in Grizlo,

“Maybe she was misinformed.

slept with all the

Jenny that, so

obsessed with him and possessive

to confront your

to ask her; she better come clean

ruin

we will soon welcome children into

lies and secrets weighing us down and haunting us.” She said, and I

I wouldn’t

returned to the estate in the morning, I would ask

hope she tells the truth for all our

had dinner, and everyone joked about the

believed my father loved her, and my mother was blackmailing

She was really delusional.

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

as if

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

it or

the baby

It was weird.

the Volkov estate the next

to confirm with my mother on

I

took the photocopied letter and knocked

for my

mother opened the door and

and

something right for you to come looking for me this morning, ” She said with a smile and offered

sat and

alright? I hope she is

the

going about with you,” she said, and I smiled

fine, mother,” I

a private discussion with you, and I need

I said, and her

the truth because what I

can ruin

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

this, darling? I

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

what transpired

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

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

you better tell me

a letter from

of killing father,” I said, and she

a thing about me? It is

to stop spewing that

do not know

She said, and I

always did that when

mother,” I said,

my command through, and

know he was unfair to

I know everything.

Alissa,

to judge you; I just need to know

“She is lying.

never

She said, and

but he hurt

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

did a lot of hurtful things to you,” I said,

you know he tried to take my

bowed my head and then looked at

to you to alert you that father wanted

had her where I wanted, so it was

that she knew I had information, she would not resolve

tell me you had no

not have father killed.” I said, staring

tears were a dead

was shaking and