They must have forgotten to leave out the bit that said: And the Angel descended from on high and gave his chosen ones fantastic abs. Magnus had heard the story of how the Nephilim were created many times. “Your people are really overselling your elite Nephilim reflexes.” There was a crash as the glass hit the wood and splintered.Īlec looked like he had been shot and was extremely embarrassed about it. Maybe it was enough to be the first person to tell Alec that he was worth being seen ahead of anyone in a room, and of being looked at longest. If Jace was gold, catching the light and the attention, Alec was silver: so used to everyone else looking at Jace that that was where he looked too, so used to living in Jace’s shadow that he didn’t expect to be seen. Apparently-Jace was beautiful, but he was the sort of person that knew it, and they were often more trouble than they were worth. Maybe it didn’t matter if Alec did have a little thing for Apparently-Jace. He knew the best way to spare himself heartbreak was not to think about lost friends and not to get mixed up with Shadowhunters again.Īlec smiled. Magnus was fairly certain that was the name, but Wayland had reminded Magnus inexplicably of Will Herondale, and Magnus didn’t want to think about Will. Alec was closeted, shy, obviously insecure, and obviously hung up on his blond friend Trace Wayland. He was simply responding to the only male attention he’d ever had. After all, Magnus had to keep reminding himself, Alec wasn’t even all that into Magnus.
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