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.

the harem, but Jenny had also said only my

it be possible that he discussed his trip with one of his girls, and she opted to betray him? Tamia and I returned upstairs to pack

that my father might have divulged his travelling plans to a girl in the harem?” I asked, and Tamia

read some of the records in the

said that Leah Corrigan was never in

did not even

thrown into service in Grizlo, where she

“Maybe she was misinformed.

father slept with all the

Jenny that, so

know she is obsessed with him and possessive of him, too,” I said, and she

you need to confront your

need to ask her; she better come clean because this

ruin the entire

coming, and we will soon

and secrets weighing us down and haunting us.”

I wouldn’t waste any

returned to the estate in the

our sakes so

joked about the things

woman believed my father loved her, and my mother was blackmailing him to keep

She was really delusional.

when she mentioned her son,

was as if he had stopped

claimed my father took her son from her, but that was

not talk about it or tell

if the baby had stopped

It was weird.

for the Volkov estate

eager to confirm with my mother on

I

in, I took the photocopied letter and knocked

it hard for my sake

the door and

smiled and

right for you to come looking for me this morning,

and thanked

is Tamia? Is she alright? I

are the

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

fine, mother,” I said

discussion with you, and

I said,

need you to tell me the truth because what I

ruin

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

darling? I won’t lie

your brother, and your know it,” She said, sounding a bit hurt, and I

want to know what transpired between you

was a lot of bad blood between you two, so I do not understand why she would visit you in our house,” I said,

reconcile,

better tell me the

a letter

you of killing father,”

can you say such a thing

her to stop spewing that

not know how that

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

when

mother,” I said, and she

command

was

I know everything.

told me about Alissa, and

trying to judge you; I just need to know

“She is lying.

never

was my husband.” She said,

but he hurt

care for her, murdered most of

you,” I said,

know he tried to take my family

bowed my head and then looked at

letter Jenny wrote to you to alert you that father wanted to

had her where I wanted, so it was time

that she knew I had information,

you had no hand

not have father killed.”

tears were

was shaking