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Chapter Two: The New Beginning

Clary:

I sat in the back of the suburban truck all the way on the other side trying to make myself as small as possible. While Lucian typed away on his cell phone paying me absolutely no attention. I glance at him from the corner of my eye and see him adjust his glasses before finishing whatever he is doing and signing before putting the phone done.

"What is our estimated arrival time Allister?" Lucian asks the driver before adjusting his seat.

"Roughly three hours Sir. I didn't think we'd leave so late on a Friday night near all these nightlife attractions."

Lucian glances at me then smile. "Completely my fault. I wanted Clarissa to enjoy her last night with her family full time before we left." I yawn slightly as Lucian catches my eyes. "Why don't you get some rest for a while? I'll let you know when we get there."

"I'm fine," I say before turning my head to stare out the window.

"Nothing is gonna happen if you close your eyes for a nap. I'll even let you know where we are if it makes you feel better."

I shrug my shoulders not even bothering to answer him. I know this whole thing isn't his fault but he could have at least told his father he didn't want to do this. Anything that ended with everyone happy…

I woke up in an unfamiliar room I glanced out the window and noticed the sun was just beginning to rise. I crept out of the bed slowly feeling my feet hit the cold floor. Looking down I noticed my shoes were gone, My jacket was gone, but thankfully my clothing was still intact. I walked over to the window seeing nothing but lush green grass, and the beautiful orange sunrise. I stood there taking in the new scenery with wide eyes. We were definitely not in the city anymore.

There was a knock on Clary's door followed by the door opening wide. Lucian stood there in a pair of grey joggers and a white fitted t-shirt. His feet was bear and his hair was still a bit wet. No doubt from his shower looking at Clary in appreciation.

"Good morning, I thought you'd be still sleeping. I couldn't even wake you up last night to get you inside." Luke said smiling broadly.

"I guess I was tired." Clary murmured looking down at her feet.

"I figured. Why don't you wash up and we can grab some breakfast. I'm sure you must be starving and we can talk a bit about everything. Alright?" Clary nods at Lucian and he signs. "Your things are all unpacked and hanging in your closet and in your dresser for now."

"Your not gonna force me to share a room with you?" Clary asks meekly before looking down at her feet.

"You are not my wife yet. So it would be unbecoming of me to move you into my room without evening saying I do yet. But go ahead and shower. I'll be back in 20 minutes so we can have breakfast in the garden."

I stare at myself in the mirror it seemed that most of my clothes were missing and replaced with dresses and skirts. I looked at the short dress and sandals and scoff at myself. No way is Simon going to ever see me in this ridiculous girly contraction.

"Ready for breakfast?" A voice sounds from the door shocking Clary.

"Oh yeah sure." Clary nods before following Lucian out the door.

They walk through the hall and straight to the end of the corridor and through a door. Lucian smiled before moving aside to let Clary enter in. "Welcome to the garden." Clary gasps in shock looking around at the gathering of flowers that now surrounded her. The butterflies flew around from flower to flower the birds chirped and Clary felt like she was in a dream...

"Is this what it's like to be in a Disney Movie?" Clary murmured causing Lucian to laugh out loud.

"If you want to call it that sure... Come have a seat." He called from the white metal garden table that was surrounded by pastries, orange juice, pastries, and various breakfast meats. Clary took her seat and took a sip of the orange juice that was in front of her. "I imagine you have a lot of questions."

"Just how old are you?" Lucian choked on his juice coughing lightly.

"I'm literally only 8 years older than you."

"Oh…" Clary answered in a daze. "But the facial hair."

"My little way of rebelling against my father's traditions. They don't like facial hair on young men until they are considered old. I always wanted one. So when I moved here I decided to grow one… At least for a little while only."

"Why didn't you rebel and not marry me? I'm not even 18 for a day yet and I am already engaged." Clary said pushing a piece of pancake around their plate.

Lucian sighed running a hand through his hair. "That I could not rebel on. Or your grandparents and thousands of others would die. But to answer you I'm only 26 not that old."

"Why can't your father just help them? Without me involved." Clary pleaded with tears coming to her eyes.

"That's not how their version of society works. In the US they trade and sometimes not even expect anything back. But they are an old based society. They don't do anything without expecting something back. Your family knew this and they accepted it because they didn't want anything to happen to you which is admirable. But the facts are you and I can't do anything unless we want your parent's families to die and all the friends they left behind. I'm sorry you were just informed but I've been trying to have your parents prepare you for years but they declined to do so. But I plan on making sure you have a good life and not mistreat you. On Monday when you start at the Institute-"

"Wait, hold up. The Institute?" Clary cut in looking at him frantically.

"Yeah, it's one of the-"

"The best high schools for the arts in New York. How did you manage to get me into the Institute." Clary shouted at Lucian her mouth wide open.

"I know the Dean and I stole your piece with the bleeding golden angel had him and the admissions office evaluate it and sent it back to your parents. They let you in and recognized that they would be stupid not to let you in."

Clary looked at her plate once more before glancing up. "Why? Why would you do this for me? Your only job is to marry me and make sure I have something to eat and somewhere to sleep. My old school was good enough and it had my best friend there."

"Your old school doesn't prepare you for NYU art program that you want so bad to attend," Luke said taking a sip of his tea. "Now you have the perfect opportunity to make new friends. Those who share a common interest with you."

"Okay." Clary murmured not bothering to protest. "Whatever you say… I do have a question though Luke."

Luke nodded swallowing the last of his tea. "Ask away Clary."

"How were your people able to defeat the wolves so easily? After they slaughtered so many of my parent's people." Clary took a sip of her orange juice before putting it back down.

Luke chuckled before taking off his glasses. "Well, I was waiting to see how long it would take for you to ask this question….. We were able to handle the wolves because, Clarissa.." Luke glanced up at Clary his eyes turning a deep bloody red color. "We are werewolves." He smiled showing his fangs.

Clary dropped her fork nosily with a big "Clang" she took several deep breaths before screaming at the top of her lungs and fainting.

LPOV:

Luke scratched his head before getting out of his seat to lay the fallen girl to the ground. 'Well, I guess this is what I get for jumping the gun right.' He grabs a cloth napkin and dipped it in water before placing it on Clary's forehead.

Clary groaned lifting her hand to her head before looking up at a sadden Luke. "You are a monster," she whispered.

"I am…. But unfortunately, you are stuck with this monster." Luke got up grabbing Clary's hand and helping her to her feet. "I'll leave you be now. You can explore the property all you want but don't try to leave. I don't need the guards to mistake you for a trespasser." With that Luke turned on his heels and left leaving Clary in the garden all alone.

'I guess no one ever falls in love with the beast now do they.' Luke thought sadly to himself.

Unknown Point of view:

"The girl is attending the Institute this coming Monday as a new student. It seems Lucian of the Greymark Clan has already enrolled his promised bride there for her to excel in." The man in the darkness smile at his informant before looking it over.

"So Lucian thinks he can come to the states and steal the bride I was once promised? I don't think so."

"What are we to do Sire?" Pangborn asked looking to his master for instructions.

"Stay alert, stay on top of this. When the time is right we will get my dear sweet Clarissa. And bring Idris to its knees."

Well, there you have it guys!

Luke is a werewolf, and he is 26 years old.

Clary is 18 years old.

For clarification, Clary was promised to Luke when she was a little girl and now it is time for Luke to cash in on the promise and take his soon-to-be wife.

This story is not going to be cut and dry it's going to be a wild ride. Anyway, see you next Monday guys!

Kiss Kiss Babes ;) !