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The next day, the library was flooded with the loud chatters of the anxious boys. A good night's sleep seemed to have calmed their nerves a little and helped them come to terms with the situation. Simon and Sebastian were nervously pacing through the room, while Jace was leaning against the wall , carelessly sharpening his blade, not showing any emotion at all. It was something he was very good at .He actually felt pity for the poor woman who would have to deal with his coldness. He could only hope she was not the touchy-feelytype. He hated weak women.

"What if she's ugly? What if she thinks I'm ugly ?What if she hates me ? What am I going to do ? I'm gonna go, I'd rather be a mundane than face this kind of stress ! No, I'd rather be a rat!" he ran his fingers through his hair,a nervous habit of his.

"Stop it,Simon !You're making it seem a bigger deal than it actually is ! Look on the bright side! You get to have sex ! And lots of it. Married people have a lot of sex. Right, Jace?"Sebastian inquired hopefully.

Jace did not avert his eyes from his blade while respoding in an almost bored tone."I will be having plenty of sex. Don't know about the two of you. Might want to consider a change in haircuts. And using cologne from time to time. You're not cavemen."

"Hey ! I use cologne !"Simon defended himself .

"Oh yeah ? What's it called, Eau de Sweat ?"Sebastian asked. Jace gave a half-hearted chuckle and Simon punched Sebastian in the arm lightly.

Hodge stepped in the center of the room ,making the boys reduce their chattering to low whispers. He began talking in an imposing manner with large and dramatic hand movements."As you all know, I have gathered you here in order to meet your wives. They will all portal to this very room, and I will call their names and their husbands' names and you will be free to take them and show them around the Institute, get to know them. Please, be polite and chivalrous. You are good boys, but you haven't exactly had women around you. So, I beg of you, do not embarrass me or the New York Institute."he shot them warning glares, while the boys started making jokes amongst themselves. Hodge muttered under his breath "Good luck with these ones, ladies."He then opened the portal and the boys finally grew silent.

Jace detached himself from the wall and advanced towards the portal staring at it with his arms crossed and a blank expression on his face. He did not wish to get married. Not now, not ever. He had always seen women as fun little pretty toys that he got bored with quickly. Of course, he had mainly interacted with mundane women, but still, women were women, regardless of their upbringing. He hated the idea of having his personal space invaded, of having someone go through his stuff , or making a mess in thanked the Angel that at least female Shadowhunters did not care much for clothes and make-up like mundane girls. At least he wouldn't have to deal with that.

As he continued talking to himself, a habit he had gotten from that crazy friend of his, Simon , Hodge had began greeting the ladies who were one by one stepping through the portal and into the heart of the New York Institute. They were all wearing gear, and quite the amount of weaponry, because your never knew when this kind of journey could take a turn for the worse. Women shadowhunter gear could be quite appealing to a man's eye, tight leather pants and close-fitting blouses and jackets , that clung to their bodies in all the right places, accentuating their luscious curves. Or that's at least how Simon ,Jace and Sebastian used to imagine female shadowhunters. They hadn't encountered one in years.

As the women slowly began to crowd the library,loud cheers ,sighs, and the sound of high-fives echoed through the room, the boys acting like ten year olds seeing women for the first time.

Jace meticulously scanned the room, analyzing the women .Most of them were wearing the most boring shadowhunter clothes he had ever seen, black pants that didn't even seem to be made out of the sexy material his gear was made of, (he looked like a delicious treat, of course ) and plain black t-shirts that flowed carelessly around their bodies. Their hair was pinned in buns, revealing their faces , who were indeed, pretty enough, but still emanated a careless air, as if they were not trying at all. Then he heard his name, and his head snapped in the direction of the portal and he could not help but release a small gasp. He tried to maintain an indifferent posture as his wife approached him with careful, feline moves, her hips swaying in a hypnotizing manner. The others began whistling , and calling her, telling them he wasn't Jace Wayland , that they were. She remained unfazed by it, as if she were used to it. Clearly she was. The woman was out of that world, Jace thought. She was dressed in the most enticing one- piece leather gear (check out Selene from Underworld ) he had ever seen, that clung to her body perfectly, accentuating her small waist, her slim thighs and her breasts. She was tight in all the right places, and Jace couldn't help but feel impressed. She was his. He was taking her to bed that night, and every night from then on. And the others were visibly jealous. He loved the feeling, he had been envied his whole life, and had learnt to enjoy it to the maximum.

The woman stopped in front of him , smiling devilishly. He wondered if his facial expression had given away his thoughts. Now that she was close to him ,he could see her face. She was wearing make-up , but not in disgusting amounts,in the perfect amount. Her eyes were cat-like and emerald-green, the most beautiful colour he had ever seen , with a thin line accentuating them, while her full lips were strawberry red and shiny. He wondered if they would taste like strawberries too. The woman ran a tiny ,fragile hand through her red mane . Her hair was not pinned up, instead it hung loosely over her shoulders, falling in a cascade of curls . He saw her lips move but failed to hear what she was saying.

"Excuse me ? "he inquired, trying to seem careless and casual, for he did not expect her to disturb him that much. The feeling was deeply unsettling, unlike anything he had ever experienced.

"I said" she released a small chuckle, her voice sounding like music, like the most endearing song he had ever heard, like little jingling bells."I'm Clary, nice to meet you"she extended her hand towards him. He grabbed her hand lightly, slightly wincing at the electric current that ran through his body, almost making him shiver. He wondered if she had felt it too. She didn't seem too affected or taken aback by his good looks like all the other women. She looked extremely calm and comfortable, as if she were out with friends.

"Nice to meet you too"he said, quickly releasing her hand. He felt the urge to run away from her while he still could. "I'm Jace."

"I know"she said, looking him in the eyes, making his whole body tingle and vibrate.

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