"I need to get my mate back!" Clary said as calmly as possible, shaking them off and starting to pace. She was trying to push the panic down, but it was gnawing at her, they could have already taken her mate's wings. They could be hurting him, torturing him. What if they found out that Damon had told her about the law? It could be worse than having his wings taken away. The thought had her gasping for breath, her stomach twisting into a ball of razor blades, what if they were... she wrapped her arms around herself, trying desperately to push the images that filled her head away and hold herself together at the same time. "I need to get him back" she cried as her sank to the ground. "We will get him back, I promise you, we'll get him back," Moni said, dropping to her knees and taking Clary in her arms. She rocked her shaking body as he sobbed. "We'll get him back" she whispered in her ear, her own tears falling thick and fast. She swiped them away and pulled her phone out when it went
Damon stared at Jack, standing on the other side of the cell they had put him in, cursing the day he had received his wings. They had marched him through the corridors of the Gard, Brookwater with a huge smile on her face, looking like the cat that had caught the canary. She had all but rubbed it in his face that she had caught him and thrown him in here. He had been sitting down here for hours, waiting for someone to come and tell him what was happening. "Damon, how could you do this?" Jack asked, staring right back at Sebestian. "You of all people! You have followed every law of the authority your entire life. How could you throw it all away, all your hard work?" he asked with a shake of his head. "The question is, how could you do this, Jack?" Damon asked, staring at the man he had thought of as an acquaintance, if not a friend. "You yourself have had your dalliances with mixed blood, whereas Clary is my mate," he said. "I fucked them, I didn't mate them!" Jack cried in exasperat
"Absolutely not," Ray said. "As representatives of the fairy head pf all over the places," we cannot allow you to lead our people to the slaughter, Clary," he said when he reached the front of the room. "Ray, I don't remember inviting you," Clary said, narrowing her eyes at the Asian representative for the fairy head a self-important, pompous ass of a man with a god complex and a shit hair-don't, Clary thought with a politically sweet smile. "How... nice of you to join us, I can assure you, I wasn't asking for the head permission," she said, her voice dangerously low as she turned back to address the crowd. "You would lead them to their deaths so that you can have your mate?" Ray asked, stepping forward and squaring up to Clary when she tried to dismiss him. "How could you be so selfish? We won't allow it" he snarled. "First of all, Ray" Clary sneered, not in the mood for the asshole. "I am not leading anyone to their deaths, I am simply asking for numbers, enough so that the author
Clary, I've just received a text from Jasmine, Damon is okay. He's devastated but he hasn't been harmed. He says he loves you and is so sorry he couldn't come home. We will be leaving early in the morning, Jasmine's fairy will have To work overtime to get us all there. Just hang in there, see you soon, Moni Clary almost broke when she read the message, he was okay, he hadn't been harmed. She inhaled raggedly when she felt the sting of tears, her vision blurring when they gathered in her eyes. Just hang in there. She repeated those words to herself on a loop as she clutched the message, passing it to Jordon when he looked inquisitively at her. "Hey, he hasn't been harmed, that's the main thing," Jordon said, getting up and patting Clary on the shoulder as he handed the note back. He fetched a bottle of gin and a fresh glass of blood for himself before setting the bottle and a glass down in front of Clary. "Moni is right, you just have to hang in there, I know it's easier said th
"Are you ready?" Clary asked, looking around Adira living room at her family, giving them a tight smile when they nodded. She created a portal and watched as her sister, Olivia and David walked through. "I'll look after them until you get there Jordon, I swear, no harm will come to them," she said, giving her worried brother-in-law a squeeze on the shoulder. "I know, it's not as if they can't take care of themselves, but I still worry" Jordon said, wishing for the first time in a long time that he wasn't a vampire, that he could go with them to the plains without burning up faster than one of Adira casseroles, wishing he and the rest of the night children didn't have to wait for the fairy to make it safe for them. Moni had explained that Damon trial would be held in the huge courtyard that sat in the middle of the Gard and that they would have to find a way to protect the vampires if they wanted the full force of the mixed blood there. "You never stop worrying, no matter how old they
Moni glanced down at her watch, desperately trying to think of a way to delay the trial, they had started it early, everyone having arrived early enough. It was 10.15 and she knew Clary and the others wouldn't get here until 10.30. She saw Chris doing the same, sharing a look with him. She couldn't even text Clary to tell her, too many people were watching her. She saw the pity in their eyes, they all knew what would happen to her she shared good bond with Damon, he is only her family once they took his wings away. "Damon, step forward under the wings," Jack said, watching as Damon took the few steps and placed his hands on the sword. "You stand accused of mating the mixed blood fairy, Clary. How do you plead?" he asked, watching as the wings glared to life under his hands. "I mated Clary, but I regret nothing," Damon said as the power of the wings flowed into him. "I plead not guilty because I feel no guilt in taking her as my mate, she was made to be the other half of me as I was m
Damon looked around at the members of the originals. The ones that hadn't found their mates within the mixed blood were all staring at one another, most of them still oblivious to the number of people within their ranks that were facing their mates. He gave Clary a reassuring smile before returning to take the wings in hand. "You put that down, Damon" Rose shrieked, darting forward to take the wings from him. She wasn't going to let him anywhere near it. She shrieked when Moni barreled into her, both of them crashing to the ground with Moni pinning her down. "I am not the only one that should be mated to a mixed blood. What my mate says is true, there are many of us here, looking at our mates" Damon roared, having to shout over the shrieks coming from Rose as she fought Moni grip on her. He looked around at the assembled originals and mixed blood, all of them having to wrench their gazes from the shrieking spectacle Rose was putting on to look at him. "The reason Rose does not want m
"Your mate has already been sentenced, why would you do that for the rest of them?" Clary heard a man shout from the crowd. "Damon is already under my protection" Clary snarled, forgetting herself for a moment. "He is responsible for more than half of you already being able to sleep a full night without wondering if the mixed blood is coming for you. Are you really going to condemn him for mating me? You would punish the man who has done so much, for so many of you? You would take away the position he has earned, that he has worked so hard for, for his entire life. You can either fight me on this, I will take him, and you will lose one of your best original or you can agree to revoke his sentence and give him his position back" she said, her tone brooking no argument. "If we give him his position back, what will you do to prove that you are committed to this new set of Accords, Clary? It seems to me that you speak for the entire mixed blood. Are you willing to take responsibility for