Yet, despite my instincts, I couldn’t shake the possibility of hidden truths. Raising a daughter who might not be truly mine felt absurd. I vehemently refused to accept it.
In my frustration, I confronted the healer, blaming him for what I perceived as an error. But he stood firm, insisting the results were genuine. He dared not falsify the report, knowing that Alpha Asher’s wrath could be deadly.
“Luna Vienna,” he said gently, “instead of placing blame, perhaps you should take a moment to investigate this for yourself. Look into the shadows of your past and see if there’s something Alpha Asher has concealed from you all these years.”
Another hint, wrapped in mystery, slipped from his lips. I couldn't shake the feeling that Alpha Asher was somehow involved in this mystery, yet the details eluded me.
Driven by curiosity, I sought out several of Alpha Asher’s trusted confidants, including the Beta and a few respected elders.
Each of them firmly asserted that neither Alpha Asher nor Amara had ever had a child, declaring it impossible for any child to have been switched.