Hera's Lightwood's P.O.V.

Are you almost ready?”” he asks.

“Just about. I need one second.”

“For what?” Jace asks as he closes his suitcase.

“I told Isabelle I'd call her once we got here.” Jace rolls his eyes and lets his body sluggishly fall to the couch. “Stop it, it'll be quick. I promise,” I say, pouting my bottom lip.

“Quick. . . right. You know my sister, nothing is ever quick with her.” Jace spreads out on the couch and pulls the bright orange decorative pillow under his head. “Wake me up when you're done.”

I giggle as I pull my phone out and call Isabelle. Pressing the phone...