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
Clary was sitting on the porch of the huge mansion. So much was going through her mind and she really wanted to stop crying, but the tears kept flowing from her eyes. She was wondering whether ignorance was better than ever knowing. When she was ignorant, she had hope and a perfect fantasy about her real parents and how she would meet them. But now that she knew the truth about them, she did not like it. She wanted to erase her memory, she wanted to be ignorant again. Selena and Mr. Clark were inside but Clary could hear their voices getting louder, signaling that they were walking in her direction. Soon, they walked out of the house and their eyes fell on her. “So um, I already got my Beta to grab your toothbrush from the bathroom in your room back at the mansion,” Selena flipped her hair as she informed Clary. “They also have something to use for Mr. Clark, and they are on their way to the lab right this moment.” Clary nodded and sniffled as she wiped the new tears that had drop
Clary could feel her heart flutter as she spotted Ace in the car. She glanced at Levi who had a look of worry mixed with fear on his face. “That’s Ace, isn’t it?” She asked him but he did not verbally reply to her, he only nodded weakly. “Crap, crap, crap,” Levi mumbled under his breath as he honked the horn of the car. He knew that Ace was not going to move, the alpha was way too stubborn for that, but he at least had to try. “Can we just talk with him?” Clary suggested as she adjusted herself in her seat. Levi scoffed and then shook his head. “You want me to talk to the guy that punched me during the Royal Ball just because I asked him for you to sit with me?” Clary gave him a look and then replied, “Come on now, I heard what you said to him.” Levi wet his lips and then rocked his jaws for a few seconds while staring at Ace’s car parked right in front of their way out. “Okay, yeah, but still…Ace is not to be messed with when he’s pissed,” he informed Clary. He honked on the ho
The stones broke the window at the back of Levi’s car as he pressed on the gas hard, causing the car to speed out of the compound and past Ace. The glass had shattered, the shards projecting right to the front seats.Clary’s heart pounded in her chest and she flinched away from the shards that were shot at her but she was too late; a few of them hit her, causing a small tear on her left arm.Levi kept speeding away until he was a good and safe distance from the compound, but mainly, from Ace. “Gosh!” He exclaimed as he tried to calm down. He could feel the adrenaline rushing through his veins. He glanced at Clary and asked, “That was crazy. Are you okay?” Clary could feel the pinching pain on her left arm but she nodded and replied, “I’m okay, just keep driving.” She forced a smile. She had seen Ace angry and break things before but had never seen him try to hurt someone. “Are you sure?” “Yeah, yeah, I’m fine,” She replied in a small voice and then glanced at her arm. She could se
Clary stood by the stairs as her heart bled. She should have been used to people calling her trash and good-for-nothing by now, but the pain still felt fresh and sharp each time it happened. A tear slid down her face and she wiped it away quickly as a maid walked past her. “Good evening, ma’am,” The maid greeted Clary. Clary sniffled and smiled even though her chest still burned from what she had just heard Levi’s sister say about her. “Good evening,” She replied. “Are you okay? Would you like me to get Alpha Levi?” “No!” Clary was quick to respond, not even missing a beat. “I’m fine, thank you,” She said in a small voice as she sniffled once more. “Are you sure?” The maid asked again. She could clearly see that the omega was not okay. Clary nodded. “Yes, thanks.” She forced a small smile. The maid nodded slowly and then excused herself, leaving Clary on the stairs. “Lola, I swear if you talk like that about my guest again, I would kick you out,” Clary heard Levi threaten his
As Clary struggled to get out of the strong grip of Lola’s wolf, her mind immediately reminded her of when she was being choked by her dad when she had told him about going to the Moon festival.Tears streamed from her eyes freely and she tried to fight her way out but Lola’s wolf was way too strong. Her lungs began crying for air and her chest had a tight sensation. Right now was when she needed her wolf, but like always, it was quiet. “Please, I need your help,” She begged her wolf in her head, and almost instantly, she felt a strength that steadily grew. Her bones began to ache and grow, breaking and twisting. But then it all stopped. She felt the strength flee away and she became limp as Lola squeezed her throat even tighter. “That would teach you to never disrespect me again,” Lola said and then finally let go of Clary when she saw that the omega was about to lose consciousness. She allowed Clary to slump to the floor and watched her as she coughed and gasped for air. Lola th
Clary went silent for a few seconds and tried to take in the information. She could not tell if Mr. Clark was lying or not. But she knew that he had no reason to lie to her. But again, he did lie to her about her mom the first time. And that was unprovoked. “How do I know that you’re not lying to me?” Clary asked. Her depression simmered down a bit and a flicker of hope filled her. “You lied to me the first time about her, why should I believe you now?” Mr. Clark cleared his throat and then said, “I’m sorry that I lied to you the first time, I should not have. I just did not want you to hate me. But I think keeping you in the dark will hurt any chance at a relationship between us, than telling the whole truth.” “Okay,” Clary dragged the word, encouraging him to tell her what he needed to. She was very intrigued and her curiosity was begging to hear what Mr. Clark had to say. “Your mom did not die. I was the one that drove her away; kicked her out of the pack, to be exact. She was
Clary opened the door of the car and got down. A few eyes fell on her, and normally, she would have felt insecure, shy, or self-conscious, but it was much different. She was not concerned about the people looking at her getting out of a very expensive car, she was more concerned about the waiter that was serving a couple on the right side of the restaurant; her mom. She kept staring at the lady but quickly looked away and walked into the restaurant to not make it too obvious. The place was packed and had a lot of people, but she was soon escorted to a table at the back. Clary sat down and adjusted the dress she was wearing. She touched a hair for a few seconds and waited for a waiter so she could order. Yes, she was hungry, but she barely wanted to eat. She was way too excited to meet her real mom. She had dreamed of this moment forever. It was a beacon of hope for her to keep going on when life was hard and crappy. But when Mr. Clark told her that her mom was dead, her heart was