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Milana smiled down at the small baby in her arms as she moved in the rocking chair. Her baby was so small and so delicate. Milana traced her finger over her baby's cheek causing her to stir more in her arms. Milana's smiled widened even more. Her baby was now safe in her arms. This small baby girl was her, Haykey and Klaus's daughter. It was a bit weird and she will be a bit confused when she gets older but Milana would be happy as long as she kew who Hayley Marshall was.
Klaus and Elijah sat in Milana's room with Tracy while Milana was in her daughter's room.
Milana pushed her hair out of her face while glancing over at Tracy who was staring at her with a smile on her lips.
Klaus glanced at Milana before looking at his brother, “We should have felt our mother's hand in this. We should have known she would not be bound by anything as obvious as death. And now, she has control of the witches. They will never stop.”
“No.”
“Nor would I expect the Guerrera wolves to back down. Tracy and the child are wolf royalty, and as such, they are a threat to Francesca's claim to the leadership. They will never be safe,” He paused for a beat. “What was it you said to me earlier? That I have made enemies every day of my miserable life? Well, the worst of them are within these borders, brother.”
Elijah sighed in frustration as he looked at Tracy. Klaus looked at his daughter in Milana's arms. “I have brought into the world a weapon they can use against me.”
“Then we will arm ourselves!”
Klaus looked at his older brother. “Brother, we have fought every adversary in this town, and we have won. And we'll fight them again, no matter who they are! We will make this home a fortress,” Elijah told his brother. Klaus lowered his voice, “I will not have her live her life as a prisoner.”
“Then we leave here, together. All of us.”
“Wherever we go, however far we run, those who seek power and revenge will hunt us! They will hunt her. She has inherited all of our enemies with none of our defences,” Klaus declared to his brother. “So, whether we stay, or we leave — we condemn her.”
