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Magnus watched as Imogen's wounds began to heal. Once the wounds were closed, he began washing the blood as best he could from her body. He wiped the blood from her skin with a warm, wet cloth, trying not to move her too much so that the wounds wouldn't reopen. Then Magnus found Imogen's right hand clenched tightly, as if she were holding onto something. He pried her fingers open and found a silver ring lying on her palm. She had held onto it so tightly that the ring had imprinted an angry red circle into her skin. Magnus took the ring and washed off the blood. The ring was a thin silver band with three square gems. The gem in the middle was a brilliant amethyst. On either side of the amethyst was a small diamond. Magnus tucked the ring away in his pocket and drew a blanket over the sleeping Shadowhunter. Then he left the room and went into the guest room where he knew Alec was waiting for him.

Alec sat up in bed and smiled tiredly at the warlock. Magnus looked about nineteen years old, and often, Alec forgot he was really around three hundred.

"How is she?" Alec asked.

"She'll be fine. I removed the poison from her blood, and her wounds are healing," Magnus replied, unbuttoning his shirt and sitting next to Alec on the bed.

Alec nodded. "That's good. Look, I'm sorry about earlier. This girl means a lot to Jace, and he was just really upset."

"Don't worry about it," Magnus murmured. He pushed the sleeve of Alec's T-shirt off his shoulder and kissed his arm.

"Magnus–"

Magnus cut Alec off with a kiss full on the mouth. He slipped off his shirt and straddled Alec's lap. He twisted his long fingers into the Shadowhunter's luscious, dark locks. But Alec suddenly broke away from him.

"We shouldn't," Alec said quietly.

"Why not?"

"Jace is here."

Magnus frowned. "Isn't he asleep?"

"Yeah, but I don't want to wake him."

"Well I can give him a little something to keep him asleep 'til morning." Then Magnus added with a smirk, "Or later, if you like."

Alec hesitated, weighing his options. Then he nodded. "Sure."

Magnus nipped his ear, then got off the bed. He strode out of the room across the hall to the room where Jace was sleeping in the armchair. Alec lay back on the bed with a stressful sigh. He needed something – anything – to take his mind off Jace…

Anything, Alec thought as Magnus came back into the room and shut the door. The warlock climbed back into bed with Alec, immediately covering Alec's mouth with kisses and stroking Alec's chest beneath his tight black shirt. Alec peeled his shirt off and threw it aside. He wove his fingers into the Magnus's dark hair and pushed his tongue into the warlock's mouth. He felt Magnus undo his belt and jeans. Alec kicked off his jeans and yanked off Magnus's ridiculously-colored, glittery leather pants. Magnus squeezed Alec's thigh and pushed his hand roughly down Alec's boxers. Alec moaned as Magnus's skilled hand pulsated expertly on him. He ravaged Magnus's throat with his teeth, causing the warlock to whimper with pleasure.

Anything to take his mind off Jace…anything…

Jace woke the next morning feeling terribly groggy. His body ached from the fight the night before, and his head pounded where Alec had punched him. Then he remembered Imogen. Jace quickly got up, despite his body's painful protests. He went into Magnus's bedroom and found Imogen peacefully asleep. Jace smiled with relief and sat down in the chair at the bedside. About half an hour later, Magnus came into the room.

"In a better mood, I hope," Magnus huffed at the sight of Jace.

"Yeah. Your pants just brighten my day," Jace grumbled, glancing at Magnus's bright yellow pants.

"Glad you like them, Wayland."

"Is she going to be okay?" Jace asked, taking Imogen's small hand in his.

"She'll be fine. It's going to be another day or two before she makes a full recovery, though. The demon poising was really bad, but she's surprisingly strong."

Jace nodded.

"Jace, she was holding this." Magnus produced a small metal object from his pocket and tossed it to Jace.

Jace caught it and examined it. It was a silver ring with one amethyst and two diamonds. Jace examined the ring more closely. There was an inscription on the inside of the band: For my beloved Momo.

"Momo?" Jace wondered aloud.

"Her name's Imogen, isn't it? I think it may be a nickname. And by the looks of it, I'd say this is an engagement ring."

Jace shot Magnus a look of surprise and confusion. "Engagement?"

"Yes. I assume she's from Alicante. Since the Shadowhunters in Alicante are so secluded from the Mundane world, I think they tend to be more traditional."

"You mean getting engaged at…" Jace took a minute to think. "Sixteen?"

Magnus nodded.

"Where's Alec?"

"In the kitchen. Why?"

"I need to talk to him. Let me know the second Imogen wakes up." Jace darted from the room down the stairs to the kitchen. He found Alec sitting at the kitchen table with a mug of coffee. Alec looked up at the blonde Shadowhunter.

"Morning, Jace," Alec said tiredly. "How's Imogen?"

"Magnus said she'll be alright. She was holding this," Jace said, producing the ring from the palm of his hand for Alec to see. Alec took the ring and inspected it. "Magnus thinks it's an engagement ring."

Alec eyes widened as he looked from the ring to Jace, then back to the ring. "Do you think we can find her fiancé?" Alec asked, looking back up at Jace.

"That's what I'm hoping," Jace nodded, taking the ring back.

Suddenly, a door banged upstairs.

"Come back!" Magnus's voice cried out. "You're not completely healed yet!"

Jace peered out of the kitchen to see Imogen flying down the stairs toward him. She threw herself into his arms, sobbing. Jace immediately glared up at Magnus who was just coming off the stairs.

"What did you do to her?" Jace growled.

"Nothing. As soon as she woke up, she freaked out," Magnus said defensively.

"Come on," Jace said softly to Imogen as he steered her around Magnus and toward the door.

"Jace! Where are you going?" Alec called after him.

"Home."

"Jace, wait!"

Jace ignored Alec and stormed out of the house with Imogen.

Jace crept out of Imogen's room as soon as he knew she was asleep. He went to the library where Robert and Maryse Lightwood sat together discussing something in hushed tones. They immediately stopped talking and looked up as soon as Jace walked in.

"Were you talking about me?" Jace asked. "My ears are tingling."

"What do you need, Jace?" Maryse asked impatiently. When Jace pulled the ring out of his pocket, Maryse's eyes widened. "Is that an engagement ring?"

"Yeah, I just wanted your opinion on which girl I should give it to."

"Where did you get that?" Robert asked. "And where is Alec? Did he come back with you?"

"No, Alec didn't come back yet. And Imogen had this in her hand."

Maryse took the ring from Jace and examined it. "Do you know where she got the ring?"

"One of the shape shifters had it on," Jace answered. "I think Imogen went after her."

"'To my beloved Momo,'" Maryse read. "Who's Momo?"

"I think it's a nickname for Imogen. Maybe if we take the ring back to Alicante, we can find Imogen's fiancé."

Robert and Maryse exchanged grave, concerned looks.

"What?" Jace demanded.

"Sit down, Jace," Robert said.

"Why?"

"Please, Jace."

Jace pulled up a chair from the desk and sat opposite Maryse and Robert. He didn't like the looks on their faces. He knew that face. It was the face of bad news.

"Jace, remember when I told you that Imogen is the last of the Adaire clan?" Maryse asked.

Jace nodded.

"When the Circle was formed, many Shadowhunters joined Valentine. At the same time, many Shadowhunters opposed him. As Valentine grew more powerful, very few people opposed him. But the Adaires were always firm in their opposition to Valentine. Most Shadowhunter families stopped associating with the Adaires for fear of Valentine."

"And?" Jace probed when Maryse paused.

"Valentine wiped out the entire Adaire clan as well as anyone who sided with the Adaires," Robert said. "For a long time, the only surviving members of the Adaire family were Imogen, her father, and her older brother and his wife."

"She has a brother?" Jace interrupted.

"Had," Robert corrected. "We only recently found out that a few years ago Valentine managed to track down Kent Adaire, Imogen's father. Kent hid Imogen, Gavin, Imogen's brother, and Gavin's wife, Maura, in Ireland. Valentine killed Kent Adaire, and about a year ago, he found the rest of Kent's family in Drogheda, Ireland. He murdered both Gavin and Maura along with another young man who was with them. His name was James Gallagher. He was nineteen years old, and he was Imogen's fiancé. Imogen was the only one to survive."

Jace was silent, taking in the information. Wheels began turning in his mind. His stomach churned as he put the pieces together. His mind was spinning, and his mouth went dry.

"So Imogen's master is…" Jace began, but he couldn't finish.

Maryse nodded. "Valentine."