Alec G. Lightwood

“What?” Addy giggled softly and shook her head a little. “No! I was raised by my parents back in Idris. I just… never really had the need to send one,” she shrugged lightly. “I’m Adelaide, by the way. Nice to meet you,” she beamed. 

“Those who live in Idris also don’t have the need to learn how to fight demons yet they do.” He pointed out stiffly. Alec’s gaze dropped and rose to scope her out. She looked...weak. “Alec. Alec Lightwood.”

Beau had arrived in Alec’s office as soon as he’d gotten the summons He knew it would be coming. Deserved it. He waited for Alec as the perfect picture of a Shadowhunter. Shoulders back, feet apart, arms crossed behind his back. He’d take this brow beating but he didn’t come here to apologize either. He’d embarrassed him but he wouldn’t apologize. “Alec.” He kept his gaze steady and fixed on Alec. “I warned you it would happen. Which is more than anyone else before you has ever gotten.” He followed Alec with his eyes. “Ask and you’ll find I’m not lying.”

“You also told me I would get a heads up.” Alec said, matching Beau’s gaze. “What happened?” He crossed his arms over his chest and stared.

“Her and Ravenscar? Didn’t even the two of them were related in anyway. But you’re right, I haven’t seen either of them for days.” He shrugged. “Can’t say I’ll miss either of them to be completely honest. Can I help you though?

Alec wasn’t going to divulge all of Beau’s connections to his parabatai because first off, it wasn’t need to know information and secondly, Alec knew Beau’s trust was a once in a lifetime thing. “Is that a genuine offer because I do need help filling a position...” He said, giving his brother an out.

“I’m sorrry!” Addy called out, rushing to him. “It’s my first time sending one… I… I was just practicing,” she mumbled, smiling apologetically.

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“Beau.” Alec looked up from his desk. He’d called the Shadowhunter in for a meeting once he had returned from his mysterious and unsanctioned disappearance. “I thought we agreed that you would warn me before leaving your position in this Institute.” Alec had not been pleased when he was addressed by a gaggle of young Shadowhunters in training that their trainer had not arrived. He was even more displeased when he couldn’t find Beau. He felt a fool for having placed blind trust in the man.

“It was a figure of speech, sir.” Thorin narrowed his eyes at him. “Beaufort Ravenscar, the traitor’s kid, brought a mundane, Thomas Whitmane, into the Institute. Apparently told him all about how we work and then released him back into the mundane world and now the mundie is going around bragging about it.”

“At least you draw the line somewhere.” He said flatly. Alexander was still having a difficult time at reading and gauging Thorin. “I will handle this. Consider this dealt with. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.”

“Short. Brown hair? Holier than thou attitude? Yes. yes I am. Respect to you, the Head of the Institute.”

“She insulted you. Me. Our family. With a smile on our face. Had the gall to call me a traitor.”

“The moron told me. Like he thought it would impress me that one of our own was breaking rules.” Thorin scowled, not the least bit impressed.

“You’re being awfully vague for someone who wants to take a mundane out back.” Alec crossed his arms and stared at Thorin. “Tell me everything you know.”

“Well you weren’t paying attention to me and now you are, I say my plan worked.” Alice commented as she continued to trail after the other, her short legs seeming to be running after the others long strides. 

Alec could obviously tell he was walking far too fast for the other but didn’t stop or still his stride in the least. After reading the first word, he stopped. “So should I even bother reading this when you can just tell me what the issue is?”

“Not to cause concern but it’s come to my attention your Weapons Trainer has apparently told some mundane about the Shadow World. Even gone so far as to bring him into the Institute. The mundane is proving…difficult to draw information from but I’m sure a little…back alley visit won’t scare more details out of him if necessary.”

“No. Everything is not okay.” Jace sat on Alec’s desk, mostly heedless of what exactly was underneath him. It didn’t look important. “That Rosewane girl. I want her gone.”