All Chapters of Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Ivy's Point of ViewI was seven years old when I first discovered I was different.The library of the Crescent Moon Pack was old and dusty, tucked away in a forgotten corner of the main estate. Nobody went there. Nobody cared about the crumbling books and faded scrolls gathering cobwebs on the shelves.But I did.I'd snuck in one afternoon, hiding from Seraphina and her friends who had made a game of chasing me through the halls. The library seemed like the perfect hiding spot. Dark. Quiet. Forgotten.I pulled a random book from the shelf, expecting nothing. Just something to pass the time until they got bored and left.But the moment I opened it, something sparked inside me.Ancient symbols stared back at me. Diagrams of the wolf body. Lists of herbs and their properties. Incantations written in the old tongue that hadn't been spoken in centuries.It was a shaman's book. A healer's grimoire.And I understood it. All of it. Like the knowledge had been sleeping inside me, waiting to be

Ivy's Point of ViewI didn't remember falling asleep.One moment I was sitting beside Dominic's bed, planning his treatment. The next, I was waking up to sunlight streaming through the curtains and Nell's voice calling my name."Miss Ivy, you need to wake up. It's almost time."I blinked, disoriented. My body felt heavy, still drained from the spiritual assessment I'd performed on Dominic last night. I'd pushed myself too hard, too fast. My limbs ached and my head throbbed with a dull pain."Time for what?" I mumbled, rubbing my eyes."Your weekly visit to Luna Helena." Nell was already pulling clothes from the wardrobe, her movements quick and efficient. "You can't be late on your first official visit as the young madam. It would look terrible."Right. The weekly visit.Every wife in the Silvermoon Pack's main family was expected to pay respects to the Luna once a week. It was tradition. Protocol. A way for the Luna to keep tabs on all the women in her household while maintaining the

Ivy's Point of ViewBefore Luna Helena could compose herself, a knock came at the door.A servant entered and bowed. "Luna Helena, Young Madam. Alpha Alaric requests your presence in the main hall. Physician Aldric as well."Luna Helena wiped her eyes quickly. "Did he say why?""No, my Luna. Only that it's urgent."I helped Luna Helena to her feet. She looked fragile in that moment. Broken. Like a woman watching her son die inch by inch with no power to stop it.If only she knew the truth.But I couldn't tell her. Not yet. Not until I had proof.We followed the servant through the estate, Aldric walking ahead of us with his bag of instruments. His posture was relaxed. Confident. The posture of a man who knew exactly what was about to happen.My stomach churned with dread.The main hall was already crowded when we arrived.Alpha Alaric sat in his high-backed chair at the head of the room. His face was unreadable as always. A stone wall that gave nothing away.But it was the others that

Ivy's Point of View"Enough."Alpha Alaric's voice cut through the tension like a blade.Everyone fell silent."This matter will be decided at a later time." He rose from his chair, his expression hard. "For now, you are all dismissed."Margot opened her mouth to protest, but one look from Alpha Alaric silenced her. Even she knew better than to push him when he used that tone.The hall began to empty. Elders filed out in pairs, murmuring amongst themselves. Bastian helped Seraphina to her feet, shooting me a venomous glare as they passed. Margot swept out with Vivienne close behind, their heels clicking sharply against the stone floor.I started to follow, but Alpha Alaric's voice stopped me."Ivy. Helena. Stay."I exchanged a glance with Luna Helena. She looked as confused as I felt.We waited until the hall was empty. Then Alpha Alaric gestured for us to follow him.He led us through a series of corridors to a private study. It was smaller than I expected. Cozy, almost. Bookshelves

Ivy's Point of ViewNell knocked again. Harder this time.Finally, the sound of footsteps approached from the other side. The heavy doors creaked open, revealing a flustered-looking guard."Miss Ivy!" He bowed hastily. "My apologies. We closed the gates because you hadn't arrived at the expected time. We thought perhaps you weren't coming."Lies. All lies.Everyone knew it. Nell's jaw tightened. Ash and Stone exchanged a glance. Even the guard himself couldn't meet my eyes.But I didn't argue. Didn't call him out. What would be the point?"I'm here now," I said simply. "Let us through."The guard stepped aside, and I walked into my childhood home with my head held high.The main hall was packed.Pack elders sat in their usual places, cups of tea in hand. Alpha Roland occupied the seat of honor, looking as stern and disapproving as I remembered. His wife, my aunt Camilla, sat beside him in layers of silk and jewels.And there, front and center, were Seraphina and Bastian.Seraphina wor