Chapter:- 30

"You deserve to know, Clary," Damon said, taking the decision from his mate and pulling her forward when he was sure Clary could walk without stumbling, keeping tight hold of her hand as he led his mate down the street. He rounded the corner into an alleyway and pulled his wings out, momentarily releasing Clary hand to activate it.

Clary couldn't help but stare at Damon stomach and chest when he pulled his shirt up. Her eyes slid over every muscle, every dip and valley between his abs. Fuck! Her mate was built like a Greek fucking God. She tore her eyes away, shaking herself off when Damon dropped his shirt, to realize what he had done. She pulled her own power around herself, grabbing Damon hand again and following him into the alleyway. He watched as Damon tapped his ear, getting the gist and casting a magic over the two of them.

"This is what happens when an Originals or Royal blood is kick out," Damon said as he pulled his mate around the last corner. "He was pretty notorious by al