Achilles X Patroclus Novels & Stories

But it was undeniable that he was indeed not qualified to talk to that man directly today. The world was within his reach. Achilles once claimed to be shouldering the glory of the Divine Clan, but he couldn't conquer the western land, and there was more than one person who could be his opponent in this land. "Just wait and see! I'll avenge the humiliation you gave me today with my own hands one day." Achilles murmured, looking at the figure of Jason leaving.

Achilles' eyes flared up with anger when he realized that the edge of his lip got a cut. The battle between the five men and Achilles continued. The cries of the people present were replaced by shouts and joy. It's like they're watching a boxing match and punches in the air every time Achilles hits the opponents. Katerina noticed that a particular man got up and planned to stab Achilles again so she didn't think twice to pick up a piece of wood and hit the man on the back of the head. He fell to its knees and completely fell to the ground.

“Think about what I said, Achilles. You're the Beta... the second rank of the pack. You should follow what I just ordered. And you know I mean it well.” His gaze met mine again. There was a profound understanding that passed between us. It was a pact, an unspoken vow forged under the watchful eye of the Moon Goddess. I could see the conflict in his eyes—the conflict between his loyalty to me and his readiness to step into a role he might have never thought he'd assume. “I have no choice, I guess,” he breathed. “Thank you, Achilles.” I hugged him tightly, like a brother I never had. “Thank you.”