Jace closed his eyes, fought back the sobs trying to tear their way from his throat. Not crying was just as painful as crying. But Alec had been the only person who had ever truly seen him cry.

"I shouldn't be so surprised he'd kill his own son." It didn't matter Valentine wasn't his real father. He'd raised him. Despite knowing the truth he couldn't let go. "Tell me where we are. Give me something else to focus on. Please."

Only Alec could get him through this.