The independent DNA testing took place in a sterile laboratory three hours north of the estate, witnessed by representatives from both sides and recorded for posterity.
I sat in an uncomfortable chair while a technician I'd never met drew blood, swabbed my cheek, and collected hair samples. The whole process felt invasive and humiliating, but I kept my expression neutral.
Gregory had sent his own observer—a sharp-eyed woman named Dr. Reeves who watched every movement like she was expecting sleight of hand.
"Sample collection complete," the lead technician announced. "Chain of custody documentation signed by all parties. Results in ten to fourteen days."
"Why so long?" I asked.
"Comprehensive genetic analysis takes time. We're not just confirming Silverpaw markers, but examining the fu
