The Nephilim's Heart (MALEC) (Completed)

Dreams

Alec's POV...

"Alec," a voice called. "Alec please..."

Everything is dark, except for the golden light shining down from the sky.

Suddenly, a blonde haired boy is standing in front of me. "Trust me Alec," he says. "We must kill them. No matter what. It's our job."

My throat hurts as I gasp trying to let out a scream. I bite my lips and open my eyes. Magnus's peaceful face is resting against mine. I smile and rub my nose against his.

He's a mystery to me. He makes my nerves go through the roof and yet, he keeps calm. I don't know what he's doing to me. I like him. I like him a lot. I really really like him. I kiss him gently.

Hmm... All though, there is something about the blonde haired boy in my dream. It's almost like... I can... Remember...

Jace...

My head is pounding with pain. Raphael might as well have stabbed me in the forehead. A noise escapes from my throat. A scream of pure pain.

"Shh," Magnus whispers and presses a kiss on my lips. I kiss back, taking his face in my hands and wrapping my leg around his waist. He places his hand on my side. I place my hands on his shoulders.

"Magnus," I whisper, my lips brushing against his. "Do you know my past?"

I stare deep into his eyes. His eyes are gleaming like he might cry. He pulls me closer and kisses me softly. I kiss back, making it passionate.

After a few minutes of returning each other's kisses we brake apart and, lay like we were before and, I notice that it's still dark outside.

"Sorry for waking you," I whisper stroking his collar bone.

"Did you have a nightmare?" He whispers, his voice filled with concern and interest. I nod and he kisses my forehead.