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.

Jenny had also said only my mother knew the

that he discussed his trip with one of his girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and

travelling plans to a girl in the harem?” I asked, and Tamia looked

did not read some of the records in the

that Leah Corrigan was never in the

even sleep

thrown into service in Grizlo, where

“Maybe she was misinformed.

father slept with all the

that,

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

to confront your

to ask her; she better come clean

just ruin

coming, and we will soon welcome children

not need lies and secrets weighing us down and haunting us.” She said, and I could understand

decided I wouldn’t waste any

the estate in the morning, I

hope she tells the truth for all our sakes so I

had dinner, and everyone joked about the things they read

her, and my mother

She was really delusional.

other than when she mentioned her son, she

if he

Theodore, there was an entry where she claimed my

or

as if the baby

It was weird.

Volkov estate the

was eager to confirm with my mother

I

settled in, I took the photocopied letter and

hard for

door and was surprised to

smiled and let

something right for you to come looking for me this morning, ” She

sat and thanked

Tamia? Is she alright? I hope she is eating and

the

you,” she said, and I

is fine, mother,” I

private discussion with you,

said, and her smile

me the truth because what

ruin our

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

this, darling? I won’t lie to

know it,” She

I want to know what transpired between you and

so I do not understand

hello and reconcile, ”

tell me the

letter

you of

such a thing about me? It is

to stop spewing that nonsense

do not know how

father..” She said, and I cut her sentence to stop her

always did that when backed into a

truth, mother,” I said,

my command through, and

he was unfair to

I know everything.

about Alissa, and I learned

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

“She is lying.

can never

was my husband.” She said, and I shook

I know, but he hurt you,

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

to you,” I said, and she looked

tried to take my family

and then looked at

alert you that father wanted to give your family seat to

I wanted, so it was time

she knew I had information, she would not

me you had no hand in

not have father

were

shaking