Chapter 57

Clara's POV

I stood there in shock as my little girl allowed dark magic take her over. Clary scurried off to go and speak to Selene in the Spirit Realm.

Sebastian was told not to influence my family when it came to dark magic. But since Brooklyn let him in voluntarily, there's nothing really we could do. She has to want to come back and ignore her darkest thoughts.

She turned her gaze back to me with a sinister glint in her dark eyes. I could shift, but I didn't want to hurt her if it came down to it.

The magical aura she was putting off made persperation show on my skin. I knew a strong werewolf's aura was something but her magical one surpassed that ten-fold.

I pulled on Clary's tether letting her know I needed her back, now. I know it seemed like she had just got there bur time there lasted much longer there where out here it was only a few minutes to a few seconds depending on how long they take.

It didn't take long for her to show up. She whimpered at our pups aura. It shouldn't have hurt her, unless... it was Zena?

There was a knife on the table next to me, but since Brooklyn was locked in on her darkest thoughts and needs the knife was suddenly slidding in her direction and into her hand. Now she had two knifes.

"Were you thinking about hurting your poor defenceless pregnant daughter because she asked you to leave?" The fake pout on her lips made my brows furrow. Not exactly that, I was going to defend myself with ut if I had to.

"I'm sure if the baby is killed when you attack me, that might put you behind human bars mother." I tilted my head to the side. I was not planning on attacking her. Why would she think that way? And I damn sure would never harm my grand baby just because their mother has lost it a little.

She twirled the knifes around in her hand, she then looked at me with a raised eyebrow. "All she wanted was to be left alone!" She growled at me as her dark eyes had a blue ring begining to show now in them.

"Zena?" I whispered.

She ignored what I said and raised one of the knifes in the air, for a split second I thought she was aiming it at me, but seeing where the point of it was facing I rushed towards her, ignoring my hurt ankle as adrenaline kicked in.

As her hands moved down I was just able to catch them before the knife made contact with her skin. As I held both her wrists it was then I realized that she was aiming both of them at her belly, why woukd she try to kill her own baby? "Stop it! You'll kill your daughter!" I said frantically.

"No you will!" She quickly walked into where our hands were met but I used my werewolf strength to grab the knifes and turn them around just as she hugged me tightly.

I felt a hot searing pain in my lower stomach. Clary was going crazy in my head as she screamed at our mates' wolves for help. I would be fine, she was just worried about Brooklyn and what Zena just tried to take away from her. I looked down at my hands as they were now covered in the warm sticky substance of my blood.

"Zena, sweetie it's alright!" I whispered whe holding onto the knifes tightly. I could feel my own blood on my hands as I stood there. "You need to come back to your human and help her get through this."

"She don't want the child. She reminds her of him and we don't want him! Deep down she cares for her but not enough to mourn the loss of her if she died." My heart fell. My own baby can't love her own child?

I winced quietly when she stepped away from me. I could feel Wyatt and Noah getting closer so I relaxed a bit. "The baby can't help who her father is or how she was brought into the world." I told Zena trying to get her so see my point.

Brooklyn may not can help how she feels now, but I'm sure once her baby is born she would protect her even from her own wolf. "Oh you think I'm talking about Ryan? That worthless scum isn't my human's child's father. Our so called mate is, and we don't want him."

Has she been here this entire time? Did she allow Brooklyn to think she was dead just because Brooklyn was pregnant? No wonder she has been feeling the way she has, her wolf was corrupted before she herself was.

"He has been there for you the entire time!" I said and leaned against the wall.

"No he wasn't. He wasn't there for my heat, he didn't save us from he promised. And he ran away after we came home. Who does that to someone they are supposed to love? Dad wouldn't have done that to you, in fact he didn't do that to you."

"My experience was vastly different from yours." I whispered.

"You're right, it was.. You were raped by someone who was confused. I had someone who claimed to love me rape and tourture me." She yelled at me. "In just the couple hours I was there he stripped me bare and left everything visable for everyone to see." She laughed dryly. "But Scott, he helped me overcome everything in my past just to walk away when he finally saw all of my faults." Even though her voice wavered yet she never let her tears that filled her eyes fall.