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Damien got back home to an annoyed grandmother and a worried Clary.

“Where have you been?”

“Oh, grandma. I didn’t expect to see you there.”

“Answer me. Did you run out on your training?”

“No... No. Well actually yes but hear me out first. I met a man in the woods.”

“What exactly were you looking for in the woods?”

“Nothing really, I kind of felt a pull there and when I got there, I got ambushed by big strong creatures…”

“…trolls.”

“Then I was saved by some people. They said they were forest werewolves. The name of their leader was Wul… Wul.. Wul something Wolf.”

“Wulfric Wolf.”

“How do you know who he is?”

“He was my husband and your grandfather. I haven’t seen him since… since the war.” Tara said. “If I ever lay my eyes on him I’m going to tear him limb from limb.”

“What happened?”

“He chose his pack over me and his son, that’s what. A war between Forest and mountain werewolves broke out and your dad abandoned us to side with his Forest werewolf pack. Family means sacrifices, making