It's Alec's duty to as a shadow hunter to protect those around him. What happens when those around him are at a party held by Magnus Bane, and Magnus is walking away…with someone else?

I do not own these characters or The Mortal instruments, Cassandra Clare does.

This whole story is from the point of view of Alec Lightwood. And takes place after City of Lost Souls.

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Chapter 1

Standing against the wall of the main room in your flat I look around for Izzy. I really didn't want to come here tonight but Jace convinced Izzy to make me go, so that I wasn't with worrying about him all night. They reminded me that I'm a shadow hunter and that it's part of my duty to protect people. So here I am at in flat of none other than Magnus Bane. I'm watching out for danger at his party.

To me the pain is still too new for me to be here and have fun. While looking around, I saw you. The blaring music seemed to fade into the background as I stared. You were standing underneath the spot light dancing and laughing with some of your guests. I swear on the Angel you've never looked as good as you do right now, with your black hair spiked up with glitter gel and your eyelids dancing with color. By the Angel, how I miss those cat eyes of yours.

I snapped myself out of it realizing that I'm not here to stare at you, but to watch out for trouble. I mentally shake my head. Focus Alec, focus. I make my eyes gaze around the room again, but they ended up at you. Your eyes meet mine for a second and I wonder if you can see the pain in mine. You make a "come here" motion with your finger. By the Angel Magnus you drive me crazy.

My mind whirls with things to say, as I take a step towards you a female vampire cuts me off. That bitch! She saunters up right up to you and you wink at her .You winked! Did you not even see that I'm here?! Her hands start roaming all over your body. HELLO! A vampire slut is making a move on MY Warlock!

...no, that's not true. You're not my warlock anymore are you? Not since you ended it 15 days ago….not that I'm counting... wait, no, I am counting. I'm counting the days until you realize your mistake and take me back. Mags I can't take this much longer! I need you! Going without you is killing me!

I need you to talk to me, to hear you call me Alexander; I need to feel your lips on mine, to taste your lip gloss. Damn Magnus, while I'm here in the depths of despair you are being led down the hall by a vamp slut.

No, this can't be happening. I shake my head; for real this time, and look again. No matter how bad I wish I'm wrong, I'm not. You take her hand and lead her into the guest bedroom and shut the door behind you. I force myself to look away. I'm not positive but I think that tear have started forming in my eyes.

Suddenly, I start walking. I want to leave this damn place party but my feet seem to have a different idea. With my feet not informing my brain where I'm going I almost cry out when I realize that I'm heading down the hallway that you and vamp slut just did. I'm really starting to panic as I stop in front of the guest room. My feet must have told my hands and arms what's going on because before I know it I see my hand reach up to turn the doorknob. Turning, I shut my eye's closed in anticipation of what I might see.

I push the door open and step into the room, slowly opening my eyes. Suddenly I'm aware that you have no idea that I'm in the room, or that the door was just opened. You're too busy playing "tonsil tennis" with the she-vamp. You both pull back for some air and…"Aachoo!" Damn cold!

Both of you look up at the same time. Your expression is hard to read. Is it sorrow, regret, pain, a mix?

She's the first to speak, with a sickeningly sweet voice, "Like what you see pretty boy? She winks then turns back to you. Licking her lips she puts he hands under your shirt.

Ignoring her hands, you spoke "Alec."

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