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.

head slightly, his gaze

with them?" I pressed,

He leaned back against the wall, letting

he said, his voice quiet but clear, "was when I made

silence. I swallowed, the weight of his words

asked, my tone colder now. "You mean the deal

cracked like

twitching again, this time not in amusement but in something

lashes fluttering against the faint

no sound

indifferent brother who had stood over our father's body without a shred of

entirely-someone

I couldn't let myself believe

something I regret from what happened in the past,

I used to think that he was a kind man, a loving

entirely as his half sister, unlike Asha who had remained hostile

did I know, it was

that he is showing right now could be

Giselle. I had to be

emotion that crossed his face, refusing to

into something heavier as his dark eyes locked onto

want to think," he said, his voice steady, the faintest edge of defiance lacing his tone. "But what I said

eyes, searching his expression for any sign of

fortress-his features gave away

seen earlier was gone,

shifted beside me,

refuse to tell us

began, his voice colder now, then I'll

question."

to him, noticing the way his