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 said only my mother knew the Alias

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

plans to a girl

did not read some of the records

Leah Corrigan was

did not even

in Grizlo, where

“Maybe she was misinformed.

slept with all

might have told Jenny that, so she would not be

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

need to confront your

ask her; she better come clean

ruin the entire Volkov

have a marriage coming, and we

do not need lies and secrets weighing us down and haunting us.” She

I wouldn’t waste any

the estate in the morning,

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

joked about the things they read in

woman believed my father loved her, and my mother was

She was really delusional.

when she mentioned her son, she never talked about him

if he had

claimed my father took her son from her, but that

did not talk about it or

as if the baby had

It was weird.

left for the Volkov

was eager to confirm with my mother on the

I went

settled in, I took the photocopied letter and knocked on my mother’s

it hard for my sake because I was

and was

and let me

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

sat and thanked

Is she alright? I

the early

shouldn’t be going about with you,” she said, and

is fine, mother,” I said

with you, and

me,” I said, and her

me the truth because what I discovered is

can ruin

need you to come clean and tell me the truth, so I will

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

your know it,” She

know what transpired

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

came to say hello and reconcile, ” She

better tell me the

a letter from

and accusing you of killing father,” I said,

can you say such a thing about me?

stop spewing

do not know

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

when backed into a

mother,” I said, and

my command through, and she

was unfair

I know everything.

about Alissa, and I learned

I just need to know what

“She is lying.

can never hurt

was my husband.” She said, and I

know, but he hurt

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

to you,” I said, and she looked at

tried to take my family seat from me?” She asked me with

bowed my head and

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

I wanted, so it was time to ask

that she knew I had information, she would not resolve

please tell me you had no

and you did not

were a dead

shaking

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