metanoia | alec lightwood

6

Magnus opens his doors, leading us into his apartment as Simon and I struggled to carry Luke on our shoulders, "What happened?"

"Luke challenged the alpha of the pack and got hurt in the process." I grunted, struggling to keep his weight up as we followed him, "At least he won, though."

"He needs a warlock." Clary cried out, "He needs you-"

Magnus lead us into his living room and gestures to a couch, placing a white sheet over it, "Put him here-"

"Where are you?" Luke's breathing was ragged as we laid him on the couch, "I can't find you- where are- where are you? Where are you?"

I stood straight as Magnus, Clary, and Simon hunched over a repetitive Luke, "If he says where are you one more time, I might just kill myself."

Luke breathes heavily, completely out of it, "Where are you?"

"Well." I clap my hands together once, "There's my calling guys!"

"Wait- Jocelyn!" Luke calls out to the ceiling, "Jocelyn!"

"No, Luke, it's Clary." She held his hand, "Can you hear me?"

"Clary, listen to me." Luke was out of breath, "You have to listen to me- I have to tell you, just in case-"

Clary was tearing up, "No, don't even say it, don't."

"No, you need to know!" Luke bursts, "Listen-"

Magnus looks up at me, "Was he bitten by an alpha?"

I nod, "Yeah, why?"

Magnus backs up, "Three, two, one-"

Luke growls loudly, his body stiffening, his eyes glowing green, Clary jumping back, "Oh, my God-"

My eyes widen, "Wow-"

When Magnus walks away, Simon speaks up quickly, "Where do you think you're going?"

"Hold him down- we don't have a lot of time." Magnus grabbed a piece of bark as Clary, Simon and I tried our best to hold Luke down, "It'll take a few moments to take effect."

Clary looks up with wide, tear filled eyes, "What's happening to him?"

"Random werewolf transformation." Magnus places the bark in Luke's mouth as he bit on it, "It's a side effect of the poison in the alpha bite."

-

Magnus was in the other room, gathering the ingredients he had to make an antidote for Luke.

Clary was on her knees, next to Luke as he laid on the couch; unconscious.

Simon stood next to me, but I stood a few inches behind him, still in clear eye shot of him.

We were all drenched in Luke's blood, but Simon was fidgeting.

Simon's eyes were glued to his hand that was stained in blood, as he slowly inches down and licked some of the blood, pulling his palm away quickly before anyone could see.

I crossed my arms, staring at him in suspicion, my tone firm, "I saw that."

Simon glances at me, before avoiding the conversation I would spark up and comforting Clary.

"The bark will stop the transformation for now, but Luke needs an antidote to stop the poison in his system." Magnus walks in, holding many things, "And I don't have all the ingredients here."

Clary was confident, "Just tell me what you need and how to get it."

"And how are you gonna do that without getting killed?" I looked at her, "I'll go."