Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman novel Chapter 87

Chapter 87: Chapter 87

Ivy’s Point of View

I stood by the stone steps, watching the servants load the final crates, my heart fluttering with a mix of anticipation and nerves. Today was the day we were heading back to my original pack.

"Everything is locked and secured, Lady Ivy," Blade said, bowing his head as he stepped back from the carriage door.

"Thank you, Blade," I replied, offering a soft smile.

Just then, Dominic rolled his wheelchair out onto the veranda. To my absolute surprise, Dominic had taken the complete initiative to accompany me back to my parents’ home. He hadn’t just agreed to the trip... he had spent the previous evening carefully preparing stacks of rare scholarly books for my brother and crates of premium, imported food for my mother’s kitchen.

"You didn’t have to go through all this trouble, Dominic," I said softly, walking over to adjust the wool blanket draping over his lap. "My family... we are very ordinary now. Ever since my father separated from the main Crescent Moon lineage, we live a quiet life. We don’t expect grand noble gifts."

Dominic reached up, his warm hand gently wrapping around my wrist. "Ivy, they are your parents. That means they are my family too. It doesn’t matter if they live in a grand palace or a humble village cottage. They raised the woman who saved my life. They deserve my utmost respect."

The carriage ride to the outer borders of the Crescent Moon territory was smooth. When we finally pulled up to the modest, neatly kept brick house, my parents were already standing on the porch.

My father, Beta Edwin Calloway, stood tall despite his simple linen tunic. My mother stood beside him, nervously wiping her hands on her apron, her eyes instantly welling with tears the moment she saw me step out.

"Ivy! Oh, my sweet girl," my mother choked out, rushing down the steps to pull me into a tight embrace.

"I missed you, Mother," I whispered, burying my face in her shoulder.

My father stepped forward, his eyes bright with pride as he hugged me next, before turning his gaze toward the carriage door. Wolf and Blade carefully lowered Dominic down in his wheelchair. My parents instantly tensed up, their postures shifting into rigid, formal bows, terrified of making a mistake in front of the high heir of the Silvermoon Pack.

"Greetings, Master Dominic," my father spoke formally, his voice carrying the deep respect. "Our humble home is honored by your presence."

But Dominic didn’t treat them like subjects. He looked at my father, then at my mother, his expression incredibly gentle and polite. Then, using every ounce of his upper-body strength, Dominic gripped the armrests of his chair, leaned his torso forward, and solemnly bowed three times from his seat.

It was the highest, most sacred form of martial and familial reverence a warrior could offer to his elders—a gesture usually reserved for kings.

My mother gasped loudly, her hand flying to her mouth as fresh tears freshly streamed down her cheeks. My father froze in absolute shock, his jaw dropping slightly.

"Father, Mother," Dominic said, his deep voice rich with genuine warmth and sincerity. "Please, do not bow to me. I am the one who owes you everything. Due to my illness and this broken leg, I cannot stand to greet you properly, but I recognize you as my true parents. I promise to cherish and protect Ivy for the rest of my days."

The humility in his actions instantly put the Calloway family at ease. Through his practical actions, Dominic had completely stripped away the cold barriers of royal status, showing them the pure, unyielding respect they deserved.

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Inside the dining room, the atmosphere was completely full of laughter and light conversation. My younger brother, Finn, was sitting at the edge of his seat, his eyes wide with excitement as Dominic handed him the history and strategy books.

"Thank you, brother Dominic!" Finn cheered, immediately flipping through the crisp parchment pages. "Professor Aldwin told me about these texts, but I never thought I’d actually get to read them!"

I smiled, watching how diligent and studious my younger brother had become. My father nodded in agreement, a proud smile touching his lips.

"I have been directly guided by the old professor. Professor Aldwin has been helping me improve my studies in pack law and territory management. Our daily family life has become incredibly stable and orderly. Thanks to you, my daughter."

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