The Little Lockwood

8

EDITED

Treading through the brush on the floor of the bayou, Klaus and I walk the few miles from the main road into the Crescent Wolves camp site.

Nearing the camp I hear many people talking amongst themselves, and a nervous breath leaves my body.

Klaus takes my hand, pulling me gently to a stop, and as he looks down at me he says,

"Can you do this?"

Flashes of what we had done just a few hours prior press into the forefront of my brain, and my heart beat picks up as I stare into his serious blue eyes.

"Absolutely," I say sternly and drop his hand from mine, walking ahead of him and into the camp.

Walking through the men and women of varying ages, I look for Jackson and find him in the center of the mass of werewolves.

"Debria, I was starting to think you weren't going to show, I'm glad you're here," He smiles at me, his brown eyes warm and welcoming.

"Happy to be of service," I smile nervously back.

Jackson holds a hand out to me as we step up on to a few large crate boxes, Klaus stays on the ground but stands to the side of me, his eyes never leaving me.

All the wolves go quiet when we step onto the make-shift stage.

"Crescent Wolf pack. We have been separated for far too long, the blood moon tonight, and Debria Key's Lycanthrope blood, will reunite us all together. We will no longer be slaves to the moon, and we will be forever indebted to Debria Keys. Our new pack queen!" Jackson shouts the last sentence, and all the wolves let out a cheer and a few whistles rattle the crowd.

I smile around at all the wolves, standing up straight and holding my hands in front of me properly, to show I'm strong and will not be fucked with.

A male voice speaks up from the back of the group, the tone harsh and rude,

"Men will never bow down to the weaker sex!" The voice booms and it hits my ears painfully.

I don't frown or move a muscle except to open my mouth to respond to the hateful comment,

"And they will suffer for it," I say, and look amongst every wolf in the gathered crowd.

Jackson looks embarrassed that another wolf said that to me but I shake my head at him, indicating not to say anything about it.

"Look, I am here to help unite us all together. To bring you all peace and control over your wolf curse. I am not a ruthless queen, and I will not punish anyone unless they deserved it. I hope you all are as excited about me taking this position as your queen as I am. Now, Jackson," I turn to look at him as he stares at me in awe,

"The ritual."

Jackson smiles at me, "Right, let's begin..."

** Later that night **

Peaking my eyes open I feel the heat of another's body radiating onto mine. The familiar scent hitting my nose making me calm down immediately.

"Klaus? What happened?" I ask him softly as I look up at his face.

His footsteps stop and he sets me on the forest floor, my feet hitting the ground rather harshly.

"The ritual was completed, all the wolves are bound to you now. Not literally, but if you died they'd lose their ability to change at will and such. You passed out from blood loss, they took too much blood from you, but you're alright," Klaus explains to me quickly as we continue to walk through the forest together.

"Why am I not still with them?" I ask him a bit too rudely, but it came out that way anyways.

Klaus turns around quickly to look at me, annoyance on his features,

"Jackson wanted to keep you at their camp twenty four seven, and I told him that was never enclosed in the conversation prior to the ritual. I then also said that once you had woken up, that you will be free the make your own decision on whether or not you want to live in the goddamn bayou or with me," Klaus's voice seemed almost desperate by the end of the little rant.

My eyes travel his face, my heartbeat fast,

"I want to go with you, for now anyways."

Klaus smirks at me now as we walk side by side through the forest,

"You know...we should talk about earlier..you know when we.."

I raise an eyebrow at him,

"You mean when we had sex? No need to rehash all the details..it was foolish timing on my part."

I've walked a few steps before I realize he isn't next to me, I turn around and he's standing a few feet from me.

"Debria...the only hope for me...is you," Klaus says slowly, his accent brushing over every syllable.

"None of us are responsible for our hearts Niklaus," I say gently, my eyes watering slightly,

"I just cannot do this with you, it's not right. Not right now. I'm sorry."

Klaus runs a hand through his thick blonde curls and looks at me, eyes wide and pleading,

"I hear you, Debria, I do. But of all the reasons you give me on why we can't be together, none are of the heart," He steps towards me, grabbing my face intimately in both of his hands, his sweet breath on my face as his eyes bore into mine,

"I have to fight every instinct I have that pulls me towards you. When I am with you, I am aware of every breath you take. And when I'm not with you, even the breeze reminds me of you."

My eyes search his, looking for any signs of doubt and finding none. He is completely serious in all of his words.

But how do I truly feel?

Damon was my first love.

I cared for Brandon, who became my best friend.

I ended up losing both of them no matter what I did.

Could there even be room for Niklaus Mikaelson in my heart after so much pain? I think to myself.

I take a deep breath and look from his plush lips, to his eyes,

"Nik, You will be the death of me...and I of you."

Klaus shakes his head slightly, a smile playing on his lips, then his lips are on mine. But the kiss was brief, and sweet. he pulls away to look at me again.

"Umm-" I start to say but he cuts me off.

"No," He tries to shush me.

"More?" I ask him, thinking with my heart instead of my head for the moment.

"More," he agrees hurriedly and then crushes his lips to mine, making me forget everything else.