“I hear you killed the Forsaken today,” Robert says as he comes up to Hodge who’s putting away his weapons in the training room. “I wanted to thank you.”
Hodge looks at him. “I didn’t do it for you. Or for Maryse. Or even for the Institute. I did it for Alec, to save his life,” he clarifies.
Robert clears his throat. “Yeah, well, I still want to thank you.”
Hodge turns to him and regards him intensely. “You want to thank me, Robert? Then pull yourself together and start treating that boy as he deserves.”
Robert’s eyes narrow. “It’s none of your business how I treat my own children, Starkweather.” His voice is dangerously low.
Hodge shakes his head. “That’s where you’re wrong. You love Jace like your own child. You’ve put Isabelle on a pedestal. Max is the apple of your eye. But you are so blinded by prejudice that you can’t see what an exceptional man your eldest has become.”
Robert stiffens. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Hodge steps closer and once he makes sure nobody’s close enough to hear them, he says, “Your son is gay, Robert. Alec’s gay and you treat him like nothing more than a tool to be used as you see fit because of it.”
Robert grabs him by the front of his shirt. “You shut your mouth, Starkweather, or else!”
The threat leaves Hodge unaffected. “No, I’m done keeping quiet about the way you keep hurting people around you. I kept quiet when I saw how you treated your own parabatai, because I believed you were both old enough and smart enough to handle your own issues. And look where it got Michael. I’ll not allow Alec to end the same way. I refuse to allow it!”
“And what is it to you?” Robert sneers.
Hodge looks Robert in the eyes, unflinching. “I love the boy like my own son, Robert. More than you probably ever will. And once he finds out what a man you are - a spineless coward who shunned his own parabatai for who he was - you’ll lose him, once and for all.”
Robert pulls his fist back, preparing to throw a punch, but Hodge just raises his chin. “Go ahead, let’s settle this once and for all. Let’s see who will win this round.”
Robert stares at him for a moment, then he lets his arm drop and with a snarl he turns away and leaves the room.
Hodge watches him till he’s gone, then he shakes his head. “You don’t deserve a son like Alec, Robert Lightwood, you don’t deserve him.”