Family is not blood but those we love

by Butterflies0103

Clary escaped the brutality of the pack she was born into and now lives a happy life with the shadow pack but when her past come to chase after her led by her brother and father who will stop at nothing to get her back. will she and jace , her mate, be able to find a way to keep her safe and will the shadow pack ever be the same again?

1. prologue

Disclaimer: Cassandra Clare obviously owns these beautiful character, the only thing that is mine is the plot.

its been awhile since i have posted anything but hi to anyone reading thank you for giving it a chance and do hope you enjoy as with any of my stories i am very sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes and i am working on getting the right set up to help make my stories an easier read. i am not entirely sure when i will be able to update this story but i hope it is semi-regular i have a few of the first chapters planned and an entirely different prologue written but unfortunately it got deleted by mistake so i am sorry for the length of this one but i honestly believe that it a better set up for the story so i guess only mildly annoyed.

anyway i hope you enjoy this and stick around for the ride.

prologue

May 2019

I push myself faster, i hear him behind me his heavy paws beating the ground and he tries to catch me, i see a clearing come up a head it is surrounded by trees with no hiding places i site, perfect if i can't hid then neither can they. I push myself even faster bushing my legs more than i have ever done. " come on clary you can do this, it's not just you anymore" it is with this that i find the strength the push myself faster and with in second i finally break through the trees into the clearing. It's absolutely stunning. It's a meadow all kinds of flowers everywhere in full bloom and the scent is blissful. I can almost forget what had brought me here but i have a sharp reminder when i hear a growl behind me i spin round to see the him break through the tree line. His fur coat is like cat whiskers or pine needles, he is baring his teeth at me they are yellow and i get the putrid smell of rotting flesh from where i am standing over a mile away. I take a step forward and i bare my teeth as well.

"Now dear sister is that anyway to greet your beloved brother" he say and he smiles the sickly sweet smile that i have been for so long running from

okay so not the longest but not the shortest I've ever seen. i promise the next one will be longer and have more substance to it.

now please please comment would love to hear what your thoughts so far.

thanks for ready buttterflies0103