"Fuck!" Damon roared, losing control completely as he spun on the spot, a deep, full Alpha snarl ripping from him as he slammed his fists down on the counter, a crack running through the entire length of the Carrara marble slab, making everyone else cringe and step back from the enraged Alpha. Everyone but Clary.Clary couldn't move a muscle, her control over herself slowly fraying thread by thread as her eyes slammed closed. Her hands balled up into tight fists, her fingernails cutting into her palms as her magic ripped through her body. She felt it push out of her, barely erecting a barrier around herself to protect them all in time before she let it consume her. She screamed out the years of pain and loneliness, all of her anger, bitterness, and sadness.Damon whipped around when he heard the sound—the furious, desolate scream that ripped from his Omega. The sound was like a thousand razorblades being scraped over his soul. It cut through his own pain, anger, and frustration; his Om
Moni stared at her best friend as he turned away from them, dropping the mask he had so carefully pulled across his features. She could feel the tremble of his hand and could see the clenching of the muscles of his arm as he gripped her hand. She had never seen him like this; he was always so controlled and so strong whenever he faced an impossible situation, but this? It had been a long time since she had seen him lose any of his rigid self-control, and she had never seen that look on his face before—that gut-clenching look of absolute desolation.She knew the others in the room would see an unfeeling, cold exterior, thinking him unaffected by the situation, but she knew better; she knew him like nobody else. Seeing the rigid way he held himself, the way he wouldn't look the Omega in the eye, the shake of his entire body as he held himself back, it made her want to take him in her arms and hug the pain away, something she had never felt the need to do before. She would usually just te
Moni threw her pen across Damon office, almost yanking her hair out as another wave of self-hatred reached her through her best friend bond with Damon. It had been the same for the last two days, a constant flow of anger, desperation, pain and self-loathing, over and over again, interspersed with short periods of numbness, a void of nothing where he clammed up and retreated into himself, trying to hide from it all.She couldn't take any more of it. She was just about holding the station together. She had begged, cajoled, shouted and tried to bribe him into leaving his room, to come back to work and try and put it behind him, he wouldn't listen though. She jumped to her feet and stormed through the station, glaring at anyone who dared look at her, maybe it was time to order him to pull himself together, it was for his own good!Damon stared up at the crystal chandelier hanging above the foot of his bed, counting, constantly counting. 972. The chandelier had 972 crystal drops. There were
"There hasn't been a mixed blood living in the head city for two, three hundred years?" Damon said his eyebrows almost in his hairline "not since the ending of the last rules. A step in the right direction indeed" he said with a nod of approval. "It seems Jasmine being made leader was the right decision, she has improved our organization relations vastly since she took over. Who knows, there might even come a day when a new agreement is forged between us, and the mixed blood." Damon said. He wondered what Clary would have to say about a mixed blood living in head city before banishing the thought as the hole in his stomach became just that bit more jagged."Yes, no thanks to you," Moni said with a proud smile. " You're the one who has forged agreement after agreement between station and mixed one worldwide, don't be giving Jasmine all the credit. I have Sofia under investigation, she was the one with the drug" she said when she saw his questioning look."When you say she was found with
Damon dropped Adira hand the second they stepped from the circle, darting toward the door of the bar they had landed in front of before he was yanked back. He spun on the spot with a snarl, glaring at his best friend before getting a grip on himself."We need a plan, Damon. You can't just go dashing off every-time" Moni said, keeping a firm hold on his arm when he started to turn towards the door "she could be dangerous, we need to prepare" she said, her eyes snapping to rose when she heard her scoff "the report said she was holding them hostage" she snapped."Whatever, there's nothing dangerous about her when she drinks," Adira said, rolling her eyes at the ridiculous woman "you two can stay out here coloring your wings in, my sister needs me," she said, stalking past the pair of wolfs and throwing the bar door open. She huffed when Damon darted past her through the open door.Damon dashed into the dimly lit bar, stopping in his tracks when his mat...the fairy scent wrapped around him
"It isn't like that" Moni growled, having to reign herself in at the sneer on the woman's face as she watched Damon "he didn't just decide Clary wasn't good enough, it is against our organization law to mate a mixed blood, you don't know the consequences. Thank the God it doesn't happen that often, not that that helps Damon" she said as she watched her best friend. It was going to hurt when he had to let go. "Your organization obviously needs to talk more," May said, turning to Moni with a curious look on her face, consequences? "It happens a lot more often than you think. You think this is something unique? That he is the first one to find out his mate is a mixed blood? Trust me, I've seen it before, it doesn't happen that often? That would be funny if it wasn't so sad" she said, smirking at the surprised look on Moni face. Originals! They think they know everything.Moni stared at May, what was she talking about? Of course, it was a rare occurrence! if Originals had been mating mixe
Damon eyes darted around, searching for a bucket or a bowl, anything for his Omeg... for Clary to be sick in, he smiled gratefully when Adira waved her hand and produced a bucket, handing it to him where he knelt on the floor in front of the Alpha. He took the glass from Clary and shoved the bucket under her face just in time and started rubbing soothing circles into Clary back as he clutched the bucket to her, his eyes slamming closed just at that small contact.Moni pulled Adira away from the pair, both of them watching as Damon removed the bucket and used the hem of his shirt to wipe Clary mouth. "I need your number; we have discovered a few things over the last few days that Clary needs to be aware of. We need to be able to contact you to arrange a meeting" she said as she watched Clary slump into Damon arms when her stomach was empty."So, Damon is just going to leave her, again?" Adira asked, watching Damon brush his fingers through her sister's hair, she just didn't get it! "How
Clary woke with a groan as what felt like a herd of some monster stampeded through her head. She kept her eyes firmly shut, seeing the red glow of what the midday sun through her closed eyelids was probably, deciding she wanted no part of it! She rolled over and buried her head under the pillow, trying to think through the pounding, wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep and forget everything that was going on, it seemed her sister had other ideas though."Get up Clary," Adira said, barging into the room. She pulled the pillow off her head where she was trying to hide and tossed it aside, glaring down at her. "Open your eyes and drink this," she said shaking her until she opened her eyes, determined to stop her from sinking into the bottom of another bottle.Clary glared right back when she blinked up at her standing over her, right up until she saw what was in her hand. She practically snatched the glass and downed it in one disgusting gulp. Her hangover potion was the most dis