Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86: Chapter 86

Ivy’s Point of View

Lady Otessa collapsed completely. She kept begging, her voice high as she sobbed out excuse after excuse, talking non-stop to save her household from utter ruin.

"Alaric, please, you must understand the pressure we are under!" Lady Otessa wailed, her hands clutching at the air toward the Alpha. Alpha Alaric hissed.

"The royal capital expects so much from Khalid and me! The dresses, the banquets, the political gifts—our current allowance doesn’t even cover half of it! If we didn’t inflate the palace ledger prices, we would have been the laughingstock! We only took what we needed to maintain the family honor!" Her voice was loud.

Mrs. Margot stood right behind her daughter-in-law, her face tight but her chin held high, silently backing up the desperate plea.

Instead of executing them for treason, Alpha Alaric let out a long breath, his shoulders slouching with the burden of family ties. He couldn’t just slaughter his half-brother’s wife and his stepmother without tearing the entire pack alliance apart in front of the royal court.

After listening to her weeping, Alpha Alaric crossed his arms firmly. "Enough, Otessa," he barked, his deep voice instantly cutting through her loud sobbing!

"I will not have my family begging like common rogues. I agree to increase the monthly rate and the allowance of the whole pack family by ten percent. But hear me well—this is your final warning. If you or Khalid become greedy even one more time, we will split up the family permanently. You will be stripped of your titles, cast out of the Silvermoon territory, and left to survive on the borders with nothing."

Realizing they had successfully escaped a death sentence, Mrs. Margot and her daughter-in-law quickly bowed their heads. Lady Otessa scrambled to her feet, wiping her tear-stained face with a handkerchief. Without wasting another second before the Alpha could change his mind, the two women hurriedly turned on their heels and left the grand hall.

The moment the hall cleared of them, I didn’t waste any time. While the guards were preparing to remove the chest of stolen goods, I stepped over to the table where the deceased steward Edna’s personal belongings were piled. I opened her private leather pouch, using a small silver rod from my medical kit to sort through her secret stash.

My breath hitched slightly as I uncovered three small, distinct glass vials hidden in a false lining. I uncorked them one by one, bringing them close to my nose to analyze the chemical properties.

"Alpha, Luna, look at this," I called out, as they walked over. "I just checked the belongings of the deceased steward, and she wasn’t just carrying contraceptive powder. I found exactly three poisons hidden here: highly concentrated hallucinogens, chronic soft tendon powder designed to permanently weaken a warrior’s muscles, and the reproductive contraceptive drugs."

Luna Helena looked down at the three deadly vials. The deep betrayal of having her head manager secretly poison her household for years was completely breaking her heart.

"I cannot believe this," Luna Helena let out, her voice cracking with deep emotion. "Edna was with me for over a decade, Alaric. I trusted her with my clothes, my food, my private rooms. I am filled with so much regret. For many years, I have been inviting demons straight into our house, completely blind to the snake sleeping right under our roof."

Alpha Alaric wrapped a arm around his wife shoulders, his eyes locking onto the glass vials on the table.

"This wasn’t the work of a simple, greedy maid, Helena," the Alpha muttered. "The way she took that black pill the exact second she was cornered... it proves she was a well-trained spy. Someone trained her to choose death over interrogation."

I stood across from them, my mind pieceing together the family timeline. The contraceptive drugs had kept Luna Helena infertile, the soft tendon powder had likely been slipped into the guards’ rations, and the whole plot seemed perfectly designed to push Bastian with Vivienne into the heir position.

I looked toward the door where Dominic sat quietly in his wheelchair, and then I turned back to the Alpha. I decided to voice a terrifying thought that had been nagging at my shamanic instincts for weeks.

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