Clary stood tapping her foot, restlessly waiting for the mixed blood leaders to arrive. She looked at the clock yet again, impatient to be off to the station. She shrugged when she saw Adira roll her eyes when her eyes strayed to the clock for the hundredth time that evening, it didn't help that she had barely slept, she just wanted to get this meeting over with. She glanced up when the guards went off, signaling a new arrival just before the door to her store opened."Melo, May, thank you for coming," Clary said, stepping forward to shake their hands when she saw who had arrived. "We're just waiting for Mell and Jace then we can leave," she said, looking expectantly up at the door when the wards went off again, to see Mell enter inside the room."What are the odds Jace tries to bring half of the court with him?" Melo asked with a grin, eliciting a laugh from everyone in the room, breaking the tension running through the assembled group."No bet," Jordon said as she shook Mell hand the
Damon tried to squash down the butterflies that were hammering at the walls of his stomach and calm the acceleration of his heartbeat just at the sight of his beautiful Omega, with little success. It only jumped up another notch when Clary stepped forward with an outstretched hand and spoke in that sinfully deep voice, the voice that tightened its hold on Damon with every syllable that fell from those perfectly plump lips. He just about registered the words his mate spoke, so wrapped up in the sound of her voice and the scent that was emanating from him in waves. Every time he spent any time away from Clary, each new meeting seemed to affect him more and more as he subconsciously stored away each sight, noise and scent that came from his mate, saving them up for when they had to part ways and he would be alone again."Mr. Damon" Clary greeted her mate when he just stood there staring at her. Her resolve almost melted when she saw the haggard look on Damon face, taking in the red-rimmed
"The members have been sent back to Mainland," Damon said as he glanced around the table when they all had the first page in hand "this is a full report of the actions taken by Jasmine in determining their guilt. Each of them was questioned under use of the wing and found guilty of their crimes" he said."Why are the names withheld?" Jace asked as he glared down at the page in his hand, noting that the names of the guilty parties were missing. "I want a full list of the names of the people responsible for this," he said, his people deserved justice for what had happened to them."That is not possible," Damon said, turning to the second sheet and gesturing for them to do the same. "As you will see on the second page the parties involved have been dealt with and have been punished most severely," he said, repressing a shudder."It says here they have been kicking out?" David asked as he read through the list, glancing up to see the look on Damon face "how is that a punishment? So, they a
"This is why my Queen should have been made our leader" Jace muttered vehemently as he grabbed Clary arm, avoiding the question "you would act like a lovesick Omega and side with your mate over...?" he cut off at the snarl that ripped from Damon."I suggest you remove your hands from my mate before I remove yours permanently" Damon snarled as he launched himself from his chair, sending it flying across the room when he saw the knight grab his Omega. He didn't even try to stop himself from stalking around the table, pulling a blade from his thigh holster along the way. He took no notice of anyone else or the way they silently gaped at him, as his vision tunneled, all he could see was the man's hand wrapped around his Clary arm, the growl in his chest building to epic proportions."Damon." Clary cautioned, her heart turning somersaults in her chest when Damon called her his mate. She yanked her arm from the Knights grip and pushed him back down into his seat when the Beta Knight froze at
"We will leave you to it," Adira said uncomfortably as she pulled her gawking brother and husband to their feet, she felt as though they were all intruding on something private, knowing her sister would hate airing her dirty laundry in public. She walked around the table, pulling them all up one by one when the rest of the mixed blood refused to move. She created a portal and started pushing them through, instructing David to wait for Clary at her apartment, she didn't want her arriving home alone to an empty apartment. She glanced over her shoulder one last time, seeing them both pacing as if they didn't realize they were all leaving before stepping through the portal to her house."Why do they insist on keeping us separated?" Clary demanded as she reigned her magic in. She scrubbed the angry tears from her face as she rounded the table to step in front of her mate, stopping her in his tracks. "Why does the authority insist on transferring the originals to different station?" she aske
"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
Damon gaze darted around when he and Clary stepped from the portal, his eyes taking in every detail with one quick scan, realizing it was still a little light out as the sun was setting. His eyebrows raised in a silent question to his mate when he recognized where they were. King's Road in Chelsea, London. He looked up at the club owned by the fairy leader of London, JuJu."Clary, what...?" he asked, wondering why his mate would bring him here. He wasn't aware Clary knew where here was! He almost laughed at the ridiculous thought, he may be the leader of the originals, but she was a mixed blood leader and as such would probably be familiar with mixed blood leader all over the world and she had said that she was almost three centuries old. He studied his mate's profile out of the corner of his eye, he would have placed him at around twenty-five, maybe a little older if he didn't know that Clary was a Fairy."We are here to see an old friend of mine, you know Adom Cole?" she asked as he
"Damon, why don't you get us a refill? then we can discuss it. Adom drinks a whiskey sour, just put it on his tab" Clary asked her mate, nodding when he glanced at her with a confused expression on his face before disentangling their hands and heading to the bar."You're here to show him what a rejected mate looks like, aren't you?" Adom asked as he watched Damon wander over to the bar where Rong had just started his shift, the sun having set while they had been talking. "You can be a sneaky bastard sometimes, do you know that Clary?" he asked as Damon moved to the bar, unprepared for the misery that was Rong."He needs to see. I think he genuinely doesn't know the consequences of the authority actions," Clary said as she too watched her mate waiting to get Rong attention. "I didn't believe him at first when he said he had no clue, but something makes me believe him," she said.Damon stared at the vampire behind the bar, he looked like something from one of Moni zombie movies she insi