Chapter:- 57

Damon bolted up the street, the air that was free of his mate's scent rushing into his lungs and clearing his head, breaking through the desire that had been rushing through him and letting him think clearly.

He skidded to a stop at the corner of the street. A shudder running down his spine and stealing the strength from his legs had him falling to his knees. He couldn't take another step. He wanted to scream, his hatred for the situation and the authority and the law compounding into one defiant thought, Fuck the authority. Fuck them and their shitty law. He was running away again, leaving his mate and walking away when he had promised not to. He had promised Clary that he would stay, that he would prove himself to her and here he was, running away because the authority demanded it. Because they got to decide his happiness and dictate who he could and couldn't mate.

Fuck that, his mate was suffering, and he was running away and leaving her to deal with it, to fend for herself at the