Gasps could be heard across the large room, and the music was immediately turned off as everyone watched what was going on between Ace and Levi. Levi was on the marble floor, trying to collect himself but Ace did not let him. Ace sat on top of him and continued to hit the guy over and over. With each hit, more gasps and even some screams erupted. “Ace, stop it,” Selena tried to get Ace off Levi but it was impossible. “Stop it, you’re going to kill him!” She continued to try but she was just not strong enough to stop her husband. With each punch, more blood appeared on Levi’s face. “Stop it, please!” Clary cried out as tears rolled down her face. “Please, god, please stop!” Her voice broke. Clary’s voice was the only thing that pulled Ace from his fit of rage. He stopped hitting Levi and soon was pulled off by a couple of guards. He did not even struggle, he allowed the guards to take him away. As they did, he glanced at his wife who had a disappointed look on her face. Then his e
Everyone stared at Mr. Clark, waiting for him to tell them what the way out was. The room was quiet and there was a strong sense of anticipation swirling in there. “Let me guess, Levi wants me to crawl on my belly and kiss his feet?” Ace asked sarcastically. “Now is not the time for sarcasm,” His wife scolded him, and he scoffed lightly before looking back at Mr. Clark. “Boy, it’s much easier than that. But we would have to meet Levi in the other room. He told me that he would like to be the one to tell you guys the way out. Hmm? Sounds good? Who am I kidding, it’s not like you guys have a choice,” Mr. Clark said and then laughed. Mr. Clark turned away and walked towards the door, opened it, and stepped outside. Everyone else scurried to their feet, including Clary. They all followed Mr. Clark and soon reached another room. Two guards were standing at the door. The guards opened the door and allowed everyone but Clary to enter. “Oh, let her through. She’s the star here,” Mr. Cla
Ace’s words immediately caused tension to rise in the air. Selena groaned lowly and looked at her husband. “Honey, look, this is your future that we’re talking about. This is the future of the pack we’re talking about. Listen to yourself, stop this,” She said to him. “No means no, Clary’s not going with Levi,” Ace repeated nonchalantly. He was stern about his decision. Nothing and no one was going to change his mind. “Dammit, Ace!” Mr. Clark snapped. “You’re just like your father! Stubborn and strong-willed! You remember what happened to him, right? I don’t have to remind you how it all ended for him.”Ace’s heart broke a bit at the mention of his father. His father was Alpha before him and had been banished for falling in love with a human. The last time that Ace saw his father was when he was only nine years old, and that memory tortured him every single day. “I’m nothing like my father. Don’t dare compare me to that coward,” Ace warned Mr. Clark as he stood to his feet. “He left
Clary and Mr. Clark followed the loud crashing and the shouts until they reached the living room. That was when they saw what was going on. Selena was crying and begging Ace to stop and he did not. She did not know what to do. It was like Ace was possessed. The only solace she had was that it would end; that his fit of rage would end. It always did. It was not the first time that Selena saw Ace this way. It often happened when he was triggered by his past or something that made him really angry. And although it happened often, Selena still did not know how to respond every single time that it did.Ace grabbed another vase and lifted it in the air before smashing it hard on the marble floor. It came down with a loud crash, causing everyone to flinch. “I’m not him! I’m not my f*cking dad!” He roared as he reached for something else to destroy. All Ace could see was red. He was so angry at his dad. He had so much darkness in him and he just wanted to feel okay but he did not know how
Clary turned in the direction of the group of popular girls. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her palms were sweating but she was tired of being bullied. She was going to stand up for herself. She walked towards the group and heard one of them say, “Uh-oh, the omega’s mad,” causing the whole group to erupt in fits of laughter. “Excuse me? What did you say?” Clary asked bravely when she was standing right in front of the group of girls. Her body was almost visibly shaking due to how nervous she was. But she knew that this needed to be done. One of the popular girls, the one that was the head of the group, whose name was Sasha, stepped forward. “Oh, I think that you heard what I said, trashbag.” She laughed in Clary’s face. A few people noticed what was happening and gathered around. Some started recording while others watched in silence. “I’m not trash,” Clary responded bravely. This was the first time she had ever talked back to Sasha and her squad. “And I want you to stop
Clary’s eyes fluttered open and the first thing that hit her was an annoying headache. She soon realized she was on the floor, it was cold and smooth to the touch. She woke up from there quickly and looked around the room she was in. The room was not too big but also not too small. It had no furniture, and the floors were covered with rich marble tiles. The ceilings were decorative and high, and the air was cold. There was a faint smell of cologne that seemed familiar to her that lingered in the air. Then the memory of how she got there sparked up in her mind, causing fear to take over her body. She had been kidnapped! Clary stood to her feet quickly and rushed towards the door. She banged on it and cried, “Help! Somebody help me, please!” Each time she screamed for help, her head hurt even more. “Please, anybody!! Help!” She continued to shout nevertheless. The door suddenly made a slight clicking sound, causing her to shut up and take a few tentative steps away. She backed away
Clary felt comfortable now knowing that her life was not in danger and that she was not actually kidnapped, she had just been brought here to talk. She sat down on a couch that was in the corner of the room and processed what Mr. Clark and Selena had explained to her. “Anything?” She asked them. “Anything that I want?” Mr. Clark could see that Clary liked the idea and that she was right where they wanted her. “Yes, dear, anything. And all you have to do is leave the pack and go and live with Levi in his pack.” “And just so you know, it’s not like we’re selling you to Levi. We would never do that. You would be staying in a mansion and have your very own room. Levi is a very respectful man and he would respect your boundaries. And most of all, we are not pushing you into a relationship with the guy, we just want better for you, for Ace, and for our pack,” Selena explained. Clary nodded slowly. She was very tempted by the offer. It was exactly all they had hoped and dreamed of. And t
Clary felt lightheaded, and not just because of the dull headache that kept pounding in her head, but because of the overload of information in her brain, causing her emotions to go crazy. She did not know which emotion to pick from, whether to choose shock, pain, disbelief, anger, confusion, or rage. “You’re a liar,” Clary said to Mr. Clark as she stood to her feet. “Tell me the truth right now or I swear I would tank the deal!” She exclaimed and then released a small trembling sigh. Her eyes were filling up with tears quickly. She believed what Mr. Clark had told her about her real mom, it made sense and the dots connected. Plus he sounded so genuine when he was explaining. But Clary did not want to believe that he was her real father. Mr. Clark was on his feet and Selena did the same too. “You see, this is why I wanted you to sign the document before I told you anything,” He told Clary. “I knew that you would have reacted like this.” “She has every right to react this way. Do y