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.

his head slightly, his gaze landing on me for the

with them?" I pressed, keeping

by the question. He leaned back against the wall, letting the

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

the silence. I swallowed, the weight

I asked, my tone colder now. "You

immediate. Andros's composure cracked like a fragile mask

lips twitching again, this time not

against the faint sheen of moisture

if to speak, but no sound came out.

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

else entirely-someone who

couldn't let

happened in the past, that would be

was a

welcomed me entirely as his half sister, unlike Asha who had

it was

he is showing right now could be an

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

emotion that crossed his face, refusing to

into something heavier as his dark eyes locked onto

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

expression for any

a fortress-his features gave

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

beside me,

you refuse to tell us

his voice colder now, then I'll

question."

noticing the way his jaw