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.

harem, but Jenny had also said only my mother knew the Alias my father

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 about

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

not read some of the records in the

said that Leah Corrigan

even

service in

“Maybe she was misinformed.

all the

have told Jenny that, so

read her journals, Tamia; you know she is obsessed with him

to confront your mother on

need to ask her; she better come clean because

can just ruin the entire

coming, and we will soon welcome children into

haunting

I wouldn’t waste any

to the estate in the morning, I would ask

truth for all our sakes so I

joked about the

loved her, and my

She was really delusional.

than when she mentioned

was as if he

Theodore, there was an entry where she claimed my father

did not talk about it or

as if the

It was weird.

left for the Volkov estate the

eager to confirm with my mother on the

I

in, I took the photocopied letter and knocked on my

for my sake because I was tired of

door and

smiled and let me

must have done something right for you to come looking for me

sat and thanked

I hope she is eating

are the early

going about with you,” she said,

mother,” I

have a private discussion with you, and I need

said,

you to tell me the truth because what I discovered

can ruin our

come clean and tell me the truth, so I will know how

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

you and your brother, and your know it,” She said,

what transpired

two, so I do not understand why she

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

tell me

a letter

wrote it and accusing you of killing father,”

you say such a thing

her to stop

not know how that

She said, and I cut her sentence to

always did that when backed into a

mother,” I said, and she shook

her, letting my command through, and she

was

I know everything.

me about Alissa, and I

am not trying to judge you; I just need

“She is lying.

can never hurt

She said,

I know, but he hurt you,

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

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

he tried to take my

head and then looked at

alert you that father wanted to give your family

so it was time to ask

had information, she

me you had no hand in

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

tears were a

was shaking