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

and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack the evidence, and I decided to talk to her about my

it be that my father might have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in

did not read some of the

Leah Corrigan

did not even

in Grizlo, where she died.”

“Maybe she was misinformed.

father slept with all the lunas

have told Jenny that, so she would not be

Tamia; you know she is obsessed with him and possessive of him,

need to confront your mother

need to ask her; she better come clean

can just ruin the

and we will soon

weighing us down and haunting us.” She said, and I could understand her fear and

decided I wouldn’t

we returned to the estate in the morning, I would ask my

the truth for all our

and everyone joked about the

and

She was really delusional.

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

if he had stopped

claimed my father took her son from her, but that

talk about it or tell us where he

was as if the

It was weird.

Volkov estate the

with

arrived, and I

I took the photocopied letter and knocked on

it hard for my sake

and was surprised to

smiled and let

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

and thanked

Is she alright? I hope

the early

she said, and I

is fine, mother,” I said

here to have a private discussion with you,

I said, and

to tell me the truth because what I discovered is

can ruin

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

this, darling?

and your brother, and your know it,” She

to know what transpired between you and

so I do not understand why she would

reconcile, ” She said, and I

better tell me

have a letter

accusing you of killing father,” I said, and she stood up and shook her

such a thing about me? It is

stop

know how that bitch

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

always did that when backed into a

me the truth, mother,” I said, and she

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

know he was unfair to

I know everything.

about Alissa, and I learned other

not trying to judge you; I just need to know what

“She is lying.

can never hurt

my husband.” She said, and I

know, but

care for her, murdered

things to you,” I

my family seat from me?” She

head and then looked

that father wanted to give your family seat to his son, David,”

where I wanted, so it was

had information,

please tell me you had no

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

tears were a

shaking and