Are Clary And Jace Really Siblings Mga Nobela at Kwento

“No, Hector killed him. From what I gather he didn’t have any family left here. Don’t hold it against the pack…one person’s crime shouldn’t lead to an entire pack’s punishment.” I let her words sink in, take a moment to consider her advice. “Thank you for telling me. I know it couldn’t have been easy, but I appreciate your honesty.” I stand at a gentle knock on the door. Kaia’s panic stricken eyes dart to the door, before back to her sister where she tidies her clothing and hair. “Cleo?” “Hmm?” “Jace has loved you since you were born. Please don’t hold it against him that he became confused,

The intruder stepped fully into the shed, and as the sunlight hit their face, my stomach dropped. It wasn’t some stranger, wasn’t some dangerous figure out for revenge or mischief. It was… Jace’s sister. “Carly?” Jace’s voice cracked, disbelief and anger blending together. His hands on my waist tightened instinctively. “What are you doing here?” Carly smirked, tilting her head. “Oh, come on, Jace. Don’t tell me you didn’t think I’d find you. Especially with… her.” Her eyes flicked to me, glinting with mischief and curiosity.

“I was here when you were born. In the room across the hall. I cut your umbilical cord.” The words hit like a stone in water, rippling through the holes in my childhood. I never understood how Luke’s mother’s death was tied to my birth. Until now. “ Tell me. What happened to Luke’s mom?” “ Christopher your father. Marlowe. Mariah Marlowe’s wife. And Jaigan. They grew up together, friends for decades.” “ My father was friends with Jaigan?” “ More than friends. Partners. They built the clans you see today. Jaigan loved Mariah, but she was fated to Marlowe. She chose him. Married, had Luke. Jaigan swallowed his jealousy, married a hellhound from another clan.

The doors swing wide. “Members of the Scarlet pack!” Liam’s voice booms easily through the room. The room is a sea of faces, all dressed in their finest, all turning toward us in a sudden, expectant hush. "It is my profound pleasure to announce the return of my long-lost sister—Clara, Princess of the Scarlet Pack!" A roar of approval follows, a deafening tide of acceptance I never thought I’d deserve. In Moonstone, I was an outsider. Here, I am the princess. I blink rapidly, tears finally spill over.

My other five brothers? Five men lounging on the sofa instantly tensed into fighting stances. Their irises shrank into wolf-like slits. Jasper's fangs pierced his lip. "Stand down, kids, this is our long-lost sister." Digby introduced, "Kelsey, meet my mate, Arya, your second and third brothers, and three cousins." I felt a complex mix of emotions, merely nodding, at a loss for words, and oddly awkward. I'd expected a lengthy process to confirm our bond, but the moment our wolves and matching aura collided, I knew we were family.

"I'm sorry, Klay. If we have lied to you, but we are just protecting you and the kids. Trust us. They saved us." "Trust you?" I covered my mouth in shock. "How could I trust you? You lied to me and..." I looked at her and Sister Rizza. "Did you also lie about my parents?" I had to clarify as I had always been bothered by images that don't seem to fit right in the story they told me. "Do you really not know who my parents are?" I asked again. "They were killed by lycans." Sister Mary shook her head. "I'm sorry."

Pretending I wasn’t crumbling under it. And then, as if on cue, the room seemed to shift again. Lucas stood, his voice firm, “Before we move on, there’s one more matter that needs to be addressed. Sabrina attacked Astrid last night. I learnt that Sabrina in question here is Astrid's sister” The room fell silent. All eyes turned toward me, and I wanted to disappear into the walls. “She shoved her, hit her severally, left her almost unconscious, and only left her when i intervened,” Lucas continued. “This isn’t just a matter of pack discipline. Astrid part of the Lycan alliance now, and I won’t let this slide.”

His aim was to never rely on the family for money or have them contribute anything to it anymore because then it would seem as if they were the ones funding his lifestyle which meant they had rights to interfere. "Wait, so you mean to tell me that you and Mara aren't blood related?" Jade's jaw was on the ground as Jace revealed some things to her. She was just in pure shock. They were both sitting next to each other, staring at the wall with beer cans in their hands as they discussed.

“And that's because you pushed. And now that you've gotten a reaction to your action, you're spiraling?” I turned to face him. “Don't you dare act like you're the righteous one around here. You've certainly done worse.” “I have done a whole lot of things, but one thing I've never done is play with someone's head and emotions like she's some inanimate object. You made a silly bet, Jace. But I guess it's no longer about that bet now, is it?” I said nothing to him. Cassian moved closer. “Look, Jace. Averie's my sister, and you're my best friend. I value you both so much, so I'm asking you now to quit whatever game it is you're playing, and call off whatever bet you both made.”

Ok maybe jealousy was in the mix but confusion was the biggest cherry on top. This was her! The woman I saw that day with Jace! The woman he was kissing, the woman he was consoling in the mall. Taking a closer look at her and her hair, her eyes…she was an exact replica of Misha only younger and extremely pretty. I choked. They grew together but they weren’t related---yes, I remember Jace talking about his parents to me—Misha and Jason were his adopted parents and the red-haired woman was his adopted sister?