Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 289: Treason Killian's

POV

I entered the dungeon, the air thick with the scent of fear and sweat. The torches on the walls flickered, casting shadows that danced over the bruised faces of the Pack Doctor and the nurses.

They sat huddled on the cold, stone floor, their wrists bound behind their backs. I could see the terror in their eyes as they struggled to lift their heads and meet my gaze.

It was clear that Ryder had already gotten to them - purple bruises bloomed on their faces, and one of the nurses had a split lip.

As I approached, their pleas filled the room, a desperate chorus that grated against my ears.

"Alpha, please, we've been wronged!" the Pack Doctor stammered, his voice shaking as he leaned forward despite his restraints. "This is all a mistake! We've been loyal to you, to the pack! We beg you to hear us out and give us justice. We're innocent!"

The others echoed his words, nodding furiously, their eyes wide with desperation.

One of the nurses, her voice shrill, added, "We would never betray you, Alpha! Someone has set us up! Please, you have to believe us!"

I studied them for a moment, letting the silence stretch, feeling the weight of their terror seep into the air. Then, I glanced to Ryder, who stood off to the side, his expression hard, arms crossed over his chest. His face showed no sign of sympathy, only a steely resolve. He was good at keeping his emotions in check, but I knew him well enough to sense the satisfaction he took in breaking their resistance. "They refused to tell the truth, Alpha," Ryder spoke up, his voice low and steady.

"I did what you asked and made sure no one knew about this. They were taken in the middle of the night, quietly, without raising any suspicion.

I made sure that no one saw, no one heard. Even their families think they're still safe.

to

them. And this time, she won't be

thoroughness. It meant that these traitors had no one left

everything to protect. I turned back to the captives, my expression hardening as I

more uncertain, as they realized that I wasn't moved by their desperate words. More than that, there was undisputed fear in their

a blade. "You claim you've been wronged, that you've been set up? You think I'm a fool who would believe that

swallowed hard, his face paling further, but he still managed to keep up the

cut him off with

lied to me about Ryker. You helped Giselle spin her web of lies. And now you're here, caught

silent, their eyes darting to one another, the truth finally starting to sink

already in my hands, but they don't

tangible. Then, I leaned

my words slow and deliberate. "This

are already at the death's

please," the

as he

"Ryker... he's your son, and Giselle is his

against my nerves, a pathetic attempt

and I could feel a bitter laugh bubbling up inside me, escaping my lips in a cold, humorless chuckle. "The truth? You

step back, gesturing toward the iron tools lining