Alec Lightwood Imagines

Werewolf & Shadowhunter

You thought you were done for, you hadn't meant to lose control in the middle of class, exposing what your father was. Your people shunned you for being part Downworlder, your mother shunned you for exposing he darkest secret and you, you couldn't bear your reflection constantly reminded of what you had almost done.

"Stand (Y/N) (Y/L/N) you are here because you have failed to inform us that you are in fact, not a Shadowhunter." The Clave members that looked down on you sneered viciously.

"I didn't know myself so how could I have told you?" You asked desperately.

"How dare you speak when we have not allowed it." Another Clave member bellowed.

You let your head drop as you waited for them to decide what to do with you, some wanted you to be trained by their best, a weapon against the Downworlders. Others wanted you put to death and some simply wanted to strip you of the angelic mark and throw you among the Mundanes.

"Send her to New York, have our people hand her over to Luke Garroway until further notice." The decision sounded better than the other options so you didn't complain when they finalized the order.

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Luke was surprisingly accommodating, teaching you self-control, living with Mundanes and how to function among the pack. But despite all his tutoring the pack was still weary of your 'anger issue'.

"Luke we've got a call from the Shadowhunter's, a Mundane's missing and they're requesting help." The second in command nodded apologetically when he saw that Luke had been halfway through a lesson with you.

"I can go." You offered quickly.

"You think you're ready?" Luke asked carefully, he knew you needed to let off steam every now and then, the Shadowhunter part of you became restless without a release for the built up energy while your wolf half clashed violently with your other half causing explosions of anger.

"Yeah I'm good." You nodded and stood up letting him guide you over to the Jade Wolf's cashier counter and pulled out the few weapons you'd been allowed to take with you from Idris.

"Remember, try and avoid shifting." Luke advised as he walked with you to the edge of the wolf territory.

"I know... I'll be fine." You smile encouragingly at him and wave as you run off to where you were meeting the Shadowhunters.

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Rolling your eyes, you headed into the run down building, you could hear a fight already in progression so you hurried inside, diving on the first demon you saw and making quick work of it.

A redhead was shoved past you as a demon launched for you, you grabbed her by the collar so she wouldn't slam into the wall she was hurtling towards and pulled on of the blade from your boots, growling when you turned to take out the next one at the same time.

Before the other Shadowhunter's could react you'd shifted and finished off the entire group, only stopping when someone yelled at you.

"We need this one." A girl with dark black hair said nervously as you stood up and let the creature breath again.

"Sorry." You said quickly, calming your breathing like Luke had been teaching you.

You helped the group take the demon back to the Institute, discovering that the redhead was the same girl from Luke's photos. Once everything was sorted you hurried to leave not wanting to be in a place that didn't want you only for heavy footsteps to hurry from behind you.

"Hey (Y/N) ... sorry, I'm Alec." The incredibly tall Shadowhunter stopped and nodded at you.

"I know Clary said." You tried not to bristle at the Shadowhunter.

"I was impressed with your work and to finish training I need to select a student... I'd be happy to take you on." Alec looked down at you nervously.

"The Clave got rid of me." You snapped "The wolves actually want me." The hurt in your voice caused him to flinch.

"Well, if I can sort something out would you want to train, you could be the consult for the wolf pack during meetings?" Alec waited for you to answer and was impressed again by your diplomatic answer.

"I'll talk it over with Luke and think about it." You mumbled quietly.