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
Jordon turned the letter over, expecting something on the back but that was it, that was all the explanation given. "What does he mean our owl?" Jordon asked, his eyes flitting to the two owls perched on the coffee table, bored of the cake and preening their feathers with the odd shriek. "The Jenny woman said that too. Do you think they expect us to send a reply back with them?" he asked, pointing at the owls with a furrowed brow. "Why not just send a message?" he muttered."Maybe they don't have messages there?" Lethabo asked he took the remains of the letter from Jordon hand, inspecting the last page. "This an extensive list. We use a lot of these things ourselves but the wand is new and I've never heard of these books or the Authors," he said, looking up and seeing the confused looks on Sebestian and Dell faces. He read the rest of the letter outLUNA LAND SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT AND WIZARDRYPARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST-YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS"Broomsticks? As
"I don't know, but look at the addresses on the front," Damon said, staring down at the letters that were addressed to their kids. He looked up when Moni and David joined them, showing them the envelopes, they held, the same address on the front of the letters but addressed to their own children.Clary looked at the letter in her hand, the letter addressed to her son;Mr C.,The living room,Vale cottage,The plains of Mainland,Second dimension"Second dimension?" Clary asked, glancing at the other envelopes, all of them had the same address on them but Walker, Hennessey, Daniel, Amara and Josney were named as the addressees."Should we... should we open them?" Moni asked as she stared down at the envelope she held in her hand, addressed to Miss A. She looked at her mate, seeing the conflict on his face, the same look on Damon and Clary. None of them was in the habit of opening someone else's mail but they weren't exactly thrilled with the idea of letting their kids' open letters tha
Clary smiled down at Amara and Josney when they dutifully took up positions on either side of Hennessey, all three of them keeping their rowdy siblings away from him."Enough, you scoundrels" Damon shouted when he collapsed to the floor, almost squashing his son's when they finally managed to topple him over. He groaned, the breath being knocked out of him when all 5 of the kids piled on top of him, glaring around at his family, all happy to watch him succumb to the children. He groaned when they all just laughed at him."Submit!" Walker crowed as he got his dad in a headlock, high fiving his brother when Cai pinned his legs to the floor. "Submit, dad, and we will let you go," he said, laughing when Daniel and Oscar pinned his arms to the floor and Victoria sat on his back."Never!" Damon growled, bucking the children off of him with the help of his strength. He had learned to activate his wings it a long time ago before he spent any time with the children. He picked them up, one by o
"What did we say about portals?" Damon said, handing Oscar back to Jordon so he could give his kids the dad stare. "2 weeks. Don't even think about it!" he said when he saw all three of them starting to protest."But Dad! That's not fair, you weren't even there! Mom, tell him" Walker begged his dad, staring beseechingly into his dark grey eyes. They hadn't gotten hurt! 2 weeks was so unfair. "It wasn't that bad. Please?" he asked, tugging at his mother's jeans and fluttering his eyelashes."3 weeks, your uncle Jordon already set the punishment, you get another week for answering your dad back," Clary said, folding her arms and standing shoulder to shoulder with her husband. They had learned to present a united front years ago, their kids were sneaky, going to the other when one of them punished them or said no to something."That's not fair, he's not in charge of us" Hennessey cried, pointing at her uncle Jordon. "He doesn't get to decide the punishments!" she said, trying the eyelash
"That is my favorite sound" Damon whispered in Clary ear as she cried the last of her release out. He let his mate's head fall back to his shoulder when he sucked in deep breaths, twitching through the aftershocks of her orgasm. He smiled when Clary buried his nose in his scent glands, trailing his fingers up and down the smooth skin of Clary spine. Two days of constant fucking had taken it out of both of them. Only being able to catch an hour or two of sleep between bouts of hard, breathtaking fucking and toe-curlingly slow lovemaking sessions were starting to tell on them, not that he was complaining. "I love you, Clary," he said, a small thrill running through him at the sound of it."I love you more, Damon" Clary said, chuckling into her Alpha's neck, Damon loved nothing more than that's. She loved it just as much, she loved meeting new people so she could introduce herself as Damon wife, even after 10 years of marriage, just saying it sent a shiver down her spine. "You know tomor
10 years later..."Can you... believe we're... doing this again... fuuuuck... so soon?" Damon growled, punctuating each word with a thrust. He pressed his lips to Clary knee where it was resting over his arm, letting his teeth graze over her skin. He gripped his mate's hips harder when he heard the long-drawn-out moan Clary let out, tilting them higher off the bed before slamming back into her slick soaked ass."It was your idea, fuck, Damon!" Clary cried as her Alpha's cock grazed her prostate with the perfectly angled thrust of her hips. She gripped the bars of the headboard harder, her knuckle turning whiter by the second as her mate fucked into her. She groaned, throwing her sweaty leg over Damon shoulder when he continued to trail of kisses up her shin. "Fuck me harder, Damon, I need your knot" she whispered breathlessly."Luna, I've missed your heat, love," Damon said, leaning forward and slamming his cock into his Omega. He grinned into it when Clary dragged him down by the nec
Clary moaned when she felt some of Damon come dribble out of her ass, taking note of the spreading wet patch on the inside of her as she did her belt and button up. "What have you done to me, Damon?" she said innocently as she smoothed her coat down, silently thanking the mother of all gods for the length of it."Were you fuck! Don't think I didn't listen to every story Adom has regaled me with over the last year" Damon said with a grin. One of Adom's favorite pastimes was telling Damon all about the extracurricular activities they all used to participate in during the 1800s. He laughed when he pressed himself to the back of Clary body, a small moan escaping Clary throat as he rubbed his pelvis against her ass. He knew the wet patch in his wife would be pressed against her skin. "You will feel that every time you sit down" he whispered triumphantly, the thought of it making his stomach clench."Come on, I'm starving you pervert. Can I at least clean the rest of us up? We are about to
"I don't know what you're talking about," Clary said innocently, laughing at the way Damon adjusted his cock in his pants. The flush on his cheeks was beautiful. She only grinned wider when Damon glared at her as he pulled her down an alleyway between two houses. "I was only trying to get comfortable," she said."Comfortable my ass. You know exactly what I'm talking about, you did it on purpose" Damon growled, his mate hadn't been getting comfortable, he had been grinding down on his cock, in front of their friends! He pulled Clary around another corner and pressed her against the wall, crowding her with his body as he pressed every inch of himself against her. He hooked a hand around the back of Clary neck, pulling her down into a tooth clashing kiss that set his blood on fire. He invaded his wife's mouth with a ferocity that left Clary with no doubt as to what was about to happen, if his hard dick digging into Clary hip didn't convey it, his tongue certainly did.Clary submitted imm
"I think it's best if we just work through them table by table, then nobody can complain that we didn't visit with them" Damon whispered to Clary, pulling her towards the first table with a political smile on his face that he forced to reach his eyes, he would much rather be talking to their friends and family, the people that were there for them as opposed to their alliance.They made their way slowly through the square, greeting the acquaintances of either man, chatting for as little amount of time as was politely possible to those that they didn't like or know very well. They happily spent a little more time with those that they did know and like, like Anna and Roge, who had taken a couple of days off from travelling the world to attend the wedding. They explained that they would start a family once they were finished exploring the word, happy for it to be just them for a little while longer. Or Chris and Steven, cradling their blonde-haired, blue-eyed newborn daughter, Seraphine.