Exchanging Vows: The Swapped Wife Is a Top Shaman

Chapter 70: Chapter 70

Dominic’s Point of View

The loud, proud chanting of my name was still echoing across the wide pack grounds when the crowd suddenly parted.

At that exact moment, Vivienne, my father’s ambitious concubine, hurriedly arrived at the scene. She was not walking alone. Walking right beside her was her son, Bastian—my half-brother—and a young woman who was laughing loudly at something he had just muttered into her ear.

"Oh, Bastian, you are so funny, you really shouldn’t say things like—" The woman’s voice cut off mid-sentence, dying instantly in her throat.

"Seraphina, stop," Bastian hissed, his arm going stiff as a board as his eyes locked onto mine.

The laughter died completely on her lips. All three of them froze right there on the stone path, completely shocked to their very cores. It was as if they had just seen a ghost rise directly from the dirt beneath their feet.

Vivienne’s pupils visibly shrank in horror, her  face turning completely pale for a split second. She had clearly been hoping and praying that I would never open my eyes again, that I would rot away in that bed forever. But she was a snake... she quickly concealed her surprise, forcing a tight, ugly fake smile onto her face.

"Oh, Dominic! Look at you!" Vivienne cried out, her voice sounding completely unnatural and strained. "What a wonderful miracle from the Moon Goddess! We are all so overjoyed to see you back with us today!"

I didn’t answer her. I just sat there and stared at the three of them from my wooden chair. Bastian’s eyes were filled with a mixture of intense surprise and deep disappointment. He had probably already started planning how he would take over my position as the future Alpha of the pack, and seeing me alive completely crushed his dreams.

Meanwhile, the woman beside him, the one he called Seraphina, just stood there with her mouth open. Her eyes were completely full of disbelief, staring at me as if her entire world had just been flipped upside down. The three of them looked like they wanted nothing more than to turn around and run away, their  plans ruined in a single evening.

They stood there like statues, unable to move or speak properly under my glaze. They had thought the pack was theirs for the taking, but my return changed everything. The silence between us stretched out, becoming heavier and heavier with each passing second, forcing them to endure the their own disappointment in front of the entire pack.

I looked coldly at Seraphina standing right next to Bastian, her small hand still clutching his arm tightly. I tried hard to think about who she was, searching through the many memories in my head, but I honestly couldn’t find anything.

She felt completely unfamiliar to me, like a total stranger. Her face didn’t trigger a single spark of familiarity in my mind.

Ivy must have noticed my blank, uncaring stare because she quickly leaned down toward my ear. "That is Seraphina, Bastian’s new wife," Ivy whispered softly, her warm breath ticking the skin of my ears.

Then, she added in an even lower whisper, "Dominic, she is also your ex-fiancée. You shouldn’t have forgotten your ex-fiancée’s appearance so quickly."

I frowned, looking from Ivy back to the pale woman standing across from us. I honestly couldn’t understand it. There was absolutely no memory of this Seraphina in my head at all. My mind was completely blank regarding her existence. She meant nothing to me.

But I realized I didn’t care about it at all. So what if she was my ex-fiancée and now she was my half-brother’s wife? She must have abandoned me the moment I fell into that deep coma, running straight into Bastian’s arms because she thought I was going to die and never wake up.

If she was that disloyal, then she was completely irrelevant to my life now. I had no use for people who fled at the first sign of trouble.

I looked up at Ivy, intentionally keeping my eyes fixed only on her face. I didn’t want to waste my sight on anyone else. "I don’t have time to remember so many irrelevant people in my life, Ivy," I said. Although my voice was small, but it was deep and clear, carrying across the space between us perfectly. "It is more than enough for me to only remember you in my life from now on. You are the only one who matters."

Across the path, Seraphina visibly trembled, her face flushing with embarrassment as she looked down at the ground. She knew exactly what I meant, and she knew she had been cast aside completely.

Ivy’s eyes widened in shock, and she quickly nudged my shoulder with her hand, whispering, "Dominic, please do not speak like that right now. Everyone can hear you."

But I didn’t care. I only cared about the woman standing by my side who had actually saved my life.

Before the awkward silence could grow any heavier, Mrs. Margot also hurried over through the parting crowd. She pushed past the other pack members to get a good look at me. After seeing me sitting there, alive, breathing, and looking straight back at her, a very bitter smile appeared on her lips.

She tried to hide it, pretending to look happy for my recovery, but she couldn’t hide her true, ugly feelings at all.

"You finally woke up, Dominic," Margot said, her voice dripping with fake sweetness. "We have been looking forward to this beautiful day for a very long time..."

I knew she wasn’t happy that I was awake, just like the rest of them standing on that path. She was just pretending to care because my father and mother were standing right behind my chair, watching everything closely. She couldn’t even hide her disgust well.

But I still chose to answer her. I didn’t want to be rude in front of the whole pack, but I made sure my tone was cold enough so she would know I saw right through her lies. "Thank you, Mrs. Margot," I replied, my voice flat and emotionless.

"Oh, we have been praying to the Moon Goddess every single night to help you heal and bring you back to us," she continued, clasping her hands together like a worried, loving mother.

I gave her a small nod, my eyes remaining as hard as stone. "I appreciate your prayers," I told her simply.

My words were polite, but she knew by the icy look in my eyes that I didn’t give a single damn about her or her fake kindness. She knew I didn’t believe a single word coming out of her mouth. Margot swallowed hard, realizing she couldn’t fool me anymore. To avoid my intense gaze, she lowered her eyes, looking away from my face.

Her eyes scanned down my body, passing over my chest until they landed directly on my legs and the wooden wheelchair I was sitting in.

A malicious, cruel gleam flashed in her eyes as she realized I couldn’t stand up. She saw an opportunity to hurt my pride. "You are sitting in a wheelchair, Dominic?" she asked loudly, ensuring the crowd could hear every word.

She raised her hand, pointing at my right leg. "What happened to your leg, dear?"

"My leg was broken when I fell off the horse on the battlefield," I told her simply, refusing to show any weakness to my enemies.

The moment the words left my mouth, Margot’s eyes lit up with fake horror. She covered her mouth with both of her hands and shouted at the top of her lungs for the whole pack to hear.

"Oh my goddess, Dominic! Are you disabled now?"

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