Chapter 46 Chapter 46 Elira's POV I could hear the crowd's collective gasp echoing through the tense air. Every set of eyes lacked on me, as if I had just dropped a bombshell. They didn' know whether to laugh or start pointing fingers. Me, a princess? Blood sister to sell How did this even make sense to them? I could almost feel the weight of disbelief hanging in the air, thick enough to cut with a knife. No one dared to question their family Frege in Direstone. My parents-Corla and Ruvan-were everyone's truth. They raised me, they cared for me. Or at least that's how it seemed, until now Then, ke clockwork, Corla's sharp voice sliced through the silence, her words dripping with mockery. "Elara, are you out of your mind? Do you crave power that much? You're my daughter. How could you deny this!" I saw her laugh as though this was all some ridiculous joke. Maybe she didn't want to believe it. Maybe she couldn't "Mom, I'm not lying" I said, my voice low, controlled. "Maybe you are, but I'm not." The crowd began to murmur, agitated. Ruvan's voice thundered, cutting through the noise, his tone more venomous than I'd ever heard it before. "This is nonsense! I don't know what kind of fantasy you've cooked up, but you're not getting away with this! You're nothing but a lar His words hit me like a slap in the face, but I didn't finch. They didn't know the real story, and I wasn't about to spell it out for them. Then Orik, my so-called brother, added his voice to the chorus, spitting his disgust at me. loathe you, Elaral Just because you've decided to crawl into Cael's bed, now you're too good for us?" It was like everyone was against me. Everyone except one person. I felt a hand land on my shoulder, a steady weight that felt strangely comforting Cael. His voice was steady, smooth as he spoke. "Don't bother with them. They don't matter Prove it. His gaze burned into mine. "Show them the proat" I didn't hesitate. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the one thing that could shatter their world. A piece of paper. The proof, "Here," I said, my lips curling into a cold smile. This is the DNA test. You wanted proof? Well, here it is" I watched as Thorne's face twisted, his eyes scanning the paper with disbelief. "No way," he muttered under his breath, his fingers tightening around the героп. The tension in the air thickened as Miela stumbled forward, her hand shaking as she snatched the paper from Thorne's grasp. "No... this can't be true," she stammered, her voice wavering wasn't surprised by her reaction. I knew how hard it was to face the truth when it shattered your world into pieces. The crowd was in chaos now, but it wasn't just the report that had them rattled. It was the truth that was sinking in Ork was the first to speak, his voice filled with confusion. "Wait. Elara and Cael? They're... family?" He seemed to choke on the words Ch were there when Mom gave birth to her! We saw it!" Corla's face was a mask of confusion, her brow furrowing as she glanced back at me, then the report "This this isn't possible. I remember the day I gave birth to you, Elara. It was clear as day." Her voice cracked at the edges, but there was still a hint of defiance Cael's voice came in like a cold breeze. "Yes, you gave birth to a child twenty years ago. But that child wasn't Elara. My mother was in the same hospital that day, and the nurse... well, she made a mistake. She switched the babies. Elara should be a Manning, not a Duz." 1/2 Chapter 46 The words hung in the air like poison, and Ruvan's face went pale as his fury ignited. "That's bullshit! There's no way a parse mas I could hear the fury building in his voice, but Carl's eyes darkened, his voice colder than I'd ever heard it before. "Weich your tone you pr Alpha now. He stepped closer to the group, and I could feel the tension rising, the air electric. "And here's the thing you might want to remember. Your real daughter had a birthmark. A hideous one on her face. You and Cola hated it. You even threatened to burn down the hospital if they couldn't remove it. But they couldn't. So they swapped her out. The baby you took home wasn't your daughter. It was me, And Elara... she's the real princess of Blood Moon Pack The anger that erupted from Runvan was palpable. His fists clenched at his sides, but he couldn't seem to find the words. He was comered, and be know 1. His voice shook as he muttered, "I remember... I remember now. The birthmark. The hospital..." I saw Vessa step forward, her eyes blazing with truth. "There was no way they could've removed that birthmark. The hospital switched the babies out because you were too ashamed of the mark, and now... now you get to find out that the true princess of Blood Moon has been in your house all along." The truth slammed into Ruan like a freight train, and I didn't know if I should feel victorious or heartbroken. Maybe both The people around us were still whispering, still in shock, but there was no denying it now. The truth had been laid bare. And there was no turning back. I wasn't their daughter. I was his sister. And I would never go back. AD Title: Cooking My Way Back to Love Author: CrushReel Genre: Modern, Revenge, Drama Status: ongoing In "Cooking My Way Back to Love" by CrushReel, Chef Leon Kennedy, once renowned as the "King of Cooking," spirals into despair following his wife's tragic demise in a car accident. Plunged into homelessness, he clings to his loyal dog as his sole anchor amidst loss and desolation. Amidst the ruins of his former life, Leon grapples with profound grief and seeks solace in the art of cooking—the very passion that once defined him. As he navigates the shadows of his past, themes of resilience, redemption, and the unyielding power of love intertwine in this modern tale of heartache and rebirth. Set against a backdrop of culinary mastery and emotional turmoil, "Cooking My Way Back to Love" delves into the depths of human emotion with raw authenticity. CrushReel skillfully crafts a narrative that captures the essence of loss and the arduous journey toward healing in a world marked by tragedy and shattered dreams. Experience the transformative journey of Chef Leon Kennedy as he rediscovers his purpose through the alchemy of flavors and emotions. Available to read online at CrushReel, this gripping drama promises a poignant exploration of love, loss, and the enduring resilience of the human spirit.