Damon eyes darted around, searching for a bucket or a bowl, anything for his Omeg... for Clary to be sick in, he smiled gratefully when Adira waved her hand and produced a bucket, handing it to him where he knelt on the floor in front of the Alpha. He took the glass from Clary and shoved the bucket under her face just in time and started rubbing soothing circles into Clary back as he clutched the bucket to her, his eyes slamming closed just at that small contact.

Moni pulled Adira away from the pair, both of them watching as Damon removed the bucket and used the hem of his...