Achilles' Luna

Chapter 11

I woke up the next morning to Achilles snoring softly. I slowly looked over to see his head resting on my chest and his arms wrapped around my waist. I smiled softly at him, I combed my fingers through his hair as I thought of ways to get him through this.
I studied the new scars on his back, shoulders, and there's more on his chest. The worst one was from hot silver. Almost like they branded him.

He slightly moved, but continued sleeping. Come to think of it, this is the first time he actually stayed relaxed while sleeping. I grinned, thank goddess my touch can calm him. I started rubbing his back and planting kisses on his temple.

I frowned when part of his back felt tense. I quietly started to massage it, furrowing my eyebrows at the huge knot. I froze as a moan escaped his mouth.

"Please don't stop massaging me..." He mumbled.

I smirked and continued, chuckling as he moaned. After a while the knot was out and his back wasn't so tense. I stopped massaging him and went back to rubbing his back.

"Are you awake?" I asked.

He nodded, "Mmhmm."

He laid there for a few minutes before slowly pulling himself up. I bit my lip, trying to figure out what to say.

"Am I allowed to go home today?" He asked.

"I don't know, I mean you look fine." I replied, getting out of the bed.

"But I don't act it." He whispered.

I sighed and looked at him, "They won't keep you here because you're still...uh...not yourself. Most likely you'll be sent home and I'll look after you."

He nodded silently before laying back down. I shook my head and went to grab him breakfast. When I returned he was on my phone, searching something up. When I kept trying to peek at it he would hide it and give me an innocent look.
I folded my arms over my chest and narrowed my eyes.

"What are you looking up?" I asked.

He smiled and looked away, "Nothing."

"Oh, really? Then let me see my phone."

He bit his lip before turning off my phone and handing it to me. I rolled my eyes and turned it back on. As it turned on I looked at him.

"Why are you smirking?" I questioned.

He shrugged and looked away again. I sighed and look back down at my phone, only to scream and drop it. I looked up as Achilles burst out laughing.

"Why did you make my background that woman thing from MAMA? I hate that movie!" I shrieked.

He continued laughing, "Because I was bored and I missed messing with you..."

I blinked before sighing, I grabbed my phone and walked over to him. I kissed him on the cheek.

"And I missed this side of you." I whispered sadly.

He sighed and nodded, he then gently grabbed my jaw.

"I actually feel better today, but that guilt is still there and...uh...something else."

"Something else?"

He clenched his jaw and looked down, "Every time I work up the courage to tell you it just suddenly disappears."

"Courage to tell me what? You can tell me anything, Achilles. I'm your mate and future wife." I urged him, sitting down.

"I know that, but it's like there's a wall there. I'm afraid to tell you."

I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close to me.

"I can wait." I whispered.

A/N: Okay so...I don't know how people react to rape. I know it's different depending on the person, but how long does the depression or whatever Achilles is feeling, last? I don't know how many chapters I should make him like this. He's starting to act a little like his normal self, I was figuring the longer he spends time with his mate and son the better he'll get. But I don't know how long to drag this on for. The story hasn't even began yet lol