A Warrior Luna's Awakening (Freya and Caelum) novel Chapter 287

Chapter 287

Chapter 287

Freya’s POV

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I clenched my fists at my sides, my voice low but sharp as a blade.

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“Don’t lie to me, Silas. Don’t forget–you once promised me that as long as I asked, you would always tell me the truth. No deceit. No concealment.”

His lips pressed into a thin line, his jaw working as if the words were stones caught in his throat. For a long, suffocating moment, silence stretched between us. Then, finally, he rasped, “Yes.”

The single syllable burned in my chest, confirmation of everything I dreaded.

“So when my brother Eric was crying for help that night…” My voice came out steady–too steady, the kind of calm that was more dangerous than fury. “You were really sitting in the back seat, weren’t you?”

He stared at my back as though the distance between us were oceans instead of a few mere steps. I could feel his gaze drilling into me, heavy, desperate. And yet, in that heartbeat, he felt so far away that I could not reach him even if I wanted to.

“…Yes.” The word tore out of him, raw, jagged. “Freya, forgive me. If I had known then that it was your brother, I swear I would never have stood by!”

My body jolted, the truth slamming into me like claws across my ribs. Slowly, painfully, I turned to face him.

“Stood by?” My lips curved in a bitter parody of a smile. “You call that standing by?”

The laugh that left me was hollow, cut through with the same kind of ridicule I had always reserved for Aurora–the Bluemoon Beta’s daughter–whose cowardice had once cost lives. I had loathed her for abandoning others to their fate.

And now, the man I had loved… had done the same. To my own blood.

“Why didn’t you tell me before?” My voice cracked, equal parts fury and anguish. “You knew I was searching for my brother. You saw his face in the pictures I showed you. Don’t tell me you forgot about that night five years ago. Don’t you dare. Was it negligence? Or was it deliberate?”

If even Jocelyn–my cousin, who lived far from the blood and pain of my family–could piece together that the man I sought was Eric, then how could Silas not?

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Chapter 287

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“Answer me,” I demanded, my nails biting into my palms. “I want the truth. Not another convenient lie.”

“I’m sorry.” His voice was hoarse, defeated. Just two words.

But those two words shattered everything.

My heart plummeted into the abyss.

With a strangled breath, I crossed the space between us in three strides, fury propelling me. My fist shot upward and collided hard with his face.

The sound cracked through the room like thunder.

He didn’t dodge. Didn’t even raise a hand to block me. He took the blow head–on, his head snapping to the side, the smell of blood cutting through the air sharp and metallic.

“Why?!” My voice broke, my chest heaving. “Why would you lie to me? Why would you hide something this important? You saw my brother in D country–you knew it was him—and you said nothing!”

Tears blurred my vision, but rage kept me steady.

“I’m sorry, Freya. I was afraid… afraid that if I told you the truth, you would never forgive me. That you would leave me.” His words stumbled out, frantic. “I sent people to search for him. I swear it. In D country, I deployed scouts. I thought–when they found him–I’d confess everything. I just… I wanted to protect us.”

My laugh was a broken, guttural sound. “Protect us? So your truth depends on conditions now? You’d only confess if you had good news to soften the blow?” My fists shook as I raised them again. “Do you know how much I trusted you? Do you know how I believed, blindly, that you would never betray me?”

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Gone.

I bit down on my lip so hard I tasted blood. Gone meant escaped… or dead.

But no. No, I refused to believe it. Eric Thorne was Stormveil. He was my brother. He would not die so easily. Even in the worst hellhole of D country, even hunted, he would survive. He had to.

“One last question,” I whispered, meeting Silas’s gaze with eyes burning red. “When did you realize the man you had abandoned was my brother?”

His throat bobbed. “The night you took me to the diner in town. I saw the photo on the wall- your face beside his. That was when I knew.”

The diner. That was months ago. Which meant from that moment onward, he had been lying. Every smile, every vow, every touch of his hand had been built on concealment.

“You swore to me,” I said, my voice breaking, “that if I asked, you would never lie. Was that your plan all along? That if I never asked the right question, you could live with yourself, keep me in the dark, pretend your silence wasn’t betrayal?”

“Never again, Freya. I swear it.” His desperation bled through the words. “There will be no more secrets between us. Not anymore.”

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Chapter 287

I stared at him, empty.

Not anymore.

But could there still be an us?

I didn’t know.

For the first time, I truly didn’t know.

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