Reclaiming My Broken Luna by Selene Souchon

Chapter 400: Shadows Of Truth

Astrid's POV

The dungeon was cold, the air damp and heavy with the scent of mildew and rusted iron.

Shadows danced on the rough stone walls as the faint light flickered, casting a dim, suffocating glow.

Killian stood beside me, his jaw tight and his arms crossed, every line of his body radiating tension.

Across from us, Andros sat slumped against the wall of his cell, his hands loosely bound in front of him.

His face was a mask of indifference, his eyes distant and unfocused as if he were a world away. He didn't look at us, didn't even flinch as we approached.

"Andros," I said, keeping my voice steady.

He didn't move. His breathing was even, his gaze fixed somewhere over my shoulder.

Killian took a step forward, his boots echoing on the stone floor. "Are you working with the rogues?" he demanded, his voice hard, cutting through the silence like a blade.

Nothing. Not even a flicker of recognition.

Killian's fists clenched at his sides. "Answer me, Andros. Are you one of them?”

I studied Andros carefully, searching for any sign of reaction, but his face was an empty canvas. It was as if we weren't even there.

Killian and I expected this, that he would refuse to cooperate. In the past, he would rather be killed than to ask for forgiveness.

The silence stretched, growing heavier with each passing second. My patience frayed, but I forced myself to remain calm.

"Your silence speaks for you," I said, taking a step closer to the iron bars. "If you won't deny it, then I can only assume it's true."

That caught his attention. Andros's eyes finally shifted, the faintest flicker of annoyance crossing his features.

slightly, his gaze landing on me for the

long have you been working with them?" I

amused by the question. He leaned back against the

only time I worked with them," he said, his voice quiet but clear, "was when

the silence. I swallowed, the

my tone colder now. "You mean the deal that ended

cracked like a

lips twitching again, this time not in amusement but in something that looked

the faint sheen of

but no sound came out. For a moment, he

longer the cold, indifferent brother who had stood over our father's body without

was someone else entirely-someone who looked almost...

let myself

what happened in the past,

was a kind man,

me entirely as his half sister, unlike Asha

know, it was

he is showing right

is a better actor than Giselle. I had to be more vigilant against

to

sharpened, his indifference slipping into something heavier as

steady, the faintest edge of defiance lacing his tone. "But what I

narrowed my eyes, searching his expression for any

a fortress-his features gave away nothing

emotion I had seen earlier was gone, replaced by that familiar wall of

beside

you refuse to tell us about your connection

his voice colder now, then I'll ask a

question."

to him, noticing the way his jaw tensed, the muscle jumping beneath