Reclaiming My Broken Luna (Astrid and Killian) novel Chapter 28

Drystan’s POV

The dungeon is so dark and damp that even the place itself could cause fear to roll down your spine. It was eerie silent inside, broken by my heavy footsteps as I strolled in with my hands kept behind my back.

I stopped and took a scrutinizing glance at the two spies that my men just caught lurking around our Pack borders. They stared at me with fear in their eyes not knowing what was in store for their life.

“You two must be new,” I muttered in a low voice as I sat on the chair across them.

The two spies couldn’t speak even though their mouths weren’t bound with anything. They are also sweating so hard even though the night is cold.

I sighed and leaned back on my chair, feeling relaxed as opposed to them. The fact that they were caught so easily is a telltale sign that they are newly hired.

They didn’t expect the number of Pack guards guarding around our borders, and they also had no clue about our new rotation. It means they just started on their spy job.

“Who hired you?” I asked nonchalantly as one of our warriors pushed in a cart that was filled with different kinds of tools that were specifically invented to torture someone without killing them.

Their eyes went wide and they swallowed hard when they saw the set of tools that were brought in.

“I’m going to ask again,” I paused. “Who. hired. you,” I firmly enunciated each word.

None of them opened their mouths to speak, of course, that would be easy.

I stood up and trailed my fingers on the tools. “Each one of these is laid with wolfsbane. Not only this would be excruciatingly painful, but it could weaken your wolves as well.” I explained. “I suggest that you cooperate to save us more time and to keep your lives.”

One of the spies openly scoffed at my words. “I know you are still going to kill us even if we tell you the truth.”

With my back turned on them a small smile crept on my lips. They have no idea how I do my work.

“Alpha, here are their background reports.” Another warrior entered and handed me two folders.

The two spies fell silent. They stared at the folders in my hand wondering what was inside it.

My brows slightly furrowed as I flipped through the papers. “Ryan Thompson, 32, member of the Ironclaw Pack, and it says here you have two children.”

“Don’t you dare include them in this they are innocent!” The spy named Ryan yelled angrily.

“Jack Collins, 30, member of the Stormborn Pack. Interesting, you have such a big family,” I commented when I saw that he and his whole extended family were living in the same house.

“What are you going to do? What is that to you?” Jack questioned in a calm manner, but his muscles were tense in anger.

I folded the folders closed and faced them once again.

“If you think that I will use these tools to torture you and get the truth out of you, then you are both wrong,” I spoke with my eyes on Ryan who dared to scoff and talk back to me earlier.