Hunter Academy: Revenge of the Weakest

Chapter 936 215.2 - Finally

Astron shook his head.

"I know," he said, his voice calm, steady.

Her breath hitched.

His words settled over her like an unexpected weight, like something she hadn't prepared for, something she couldn't immediately process.

"You know?"

Her eyes locked onto his, searching, prying, trying to find the lie. Was he saying this just to pacify her? Was he simply playing along, saying what she wanted to hear?

But—she couldn't read him.

Nothing in his expression betrayed a falsehood. No hesitation, no wavering, no flicker of insincerity.

She hated that about him.

She loved that about him.

She wanted to tear through that exterior, break past the unreadable depths of his gaze and see what lay beneath.

But instead—

She found herself believing him.

Because why would he lie?

Because Astron never lied.

He exhaled softly, his violet gaze unwavering. "I have once been in a situation similar to yours. Trapped in some sort of… space, unable to influence anything, unable to be heard, unable to act. For a long time."

Her lips parted slightly, something shifting inside her, something strange, something… warm.

That feeling—it was new. And she didn't know if she liked it.

But before she could speak, before she could press him, his hand lifted.

Slowly. Deliberately.

He extended his index finger toward her, the movement precise, calculated. An offering.

"That is why," he murmured, "I am allowing you to do this."

Her breath stilled.

Her gaze locked onto his finger, her pupils dilating as the hunger surged, pressing against the walls of her restraint, clawing at her, screaming.

Her tongue darted out again, wetting her lips.

It was so close. So near. So tangible.

'It's been so long…'

Too long.

Her body trembled, a deep, aching need twisting inside her. She could feel the pressure building, the unbearable tightness in her chest, the gnawing hunger that had been festering, growing, suffocating her for over a month.

He was offering it to her.