The Little Lockwood

16

EDITED

** Three weeks later **

Bouncing Hope gently in my arms, I walk around the compound's large kitchen as I prepare a bottle for her.

Hope coos and hums a little happy noise as I do so, which makes me smile and sweet talk her.

"Who is the strongest, most beautiful baby girl in the entire world?" I life her up with both arms and hold her in front of my face, looking into her clear blue eyes,

"You are! You are!" I sing to her happily, making her burst a little giggle which makes me giggle.

She looks so much like Nik its insane. But her hair is a pretty auburn color. Her eyes a bright blue.

Speak of the devil, I haven't seen him this morning. I woke to an empty bed, no note even. So he gets zero points today.

I hold Hope back on one hip and stick the bottle in her mouth which she starts sucking immediately.

She likes to be fed every three hours, around the clock. She is still so tiny. My little newborn angel.

A loud knock raps on the front door and I set Hope's bottle down, which she makes a face when I do so, to go answer it.

Unlocking the door I look up and see Jackson there, his eyes are low. Which means bad news.

"Hey Jackson, what's wrong?" I ask him, stepping aside so he can come in the compound.

"Debria, you haven't done anything as our wolf queen. A small group of our wolves have decided to band together and take you down, make you give the power to someone else," Jackson explains his explanation hurried.

"What do you mean take me down?" I ask with worry seeping into my voice at the end, fear striking my heart.

Jackson rubs his goatee,

"These few men, never even thought we should have and Alpha who is a woman. You've gotten pregnant, and just made us all a community. They want to take down vampires, regain control of the Quarter. They either want you to start doing things like that, or to step down."

I swallow, and hold Hope closer to me,

"And if I refuse?"

Jackson eyes my grip on Hope before looking back at my face,

"Then they plan on taking you and Hope out. As in dead. They will kill you both. And while you are the strongest creature in the supernatural world, you cannot take on ten werewolves at once."

I roll my eyes at this statement,

"I could take them down easily."

Jackson shakes his head,

"Unless you kill all of the men involved in this, and make it a closed scene, call it an accident. Then the rest of the pack will want you dead for killing other pack members. There's no getting out of this, either you just give up your throne or they kill you and Hope. Or you kill all of them, with the chance that it may get out that you are the one who murdered werewolves of your own pack, resulting in your execution. I mean, you are the one who made that rule. And you had Johnny killed last month for killing his girlfriend Bree since he was abusing her."

"Agh, why can't I just live in peace for five goddamn minutes. I need to think, who are the men trying to go against me?" I ask Jackson, rubbing my forehead with one hand.

"Torrance, Brad, and Levi are the ringleaders. Anyone they really talk to is under their influence," Jackson explains and thinks for a moment,

"Probably about six guys total."