A smile curved her lips since her need for vengeance and restitution ran deep as it did with any Mikaelson. The pain of not one but multiple were-wolf bites had been one of the worse experiences of her life. At least when being daggered the pain was short lived and then there was nothingness. “I always did like your gifts.”

Smiling down at Hope and gnashed her teeth in a playful manner as if she were going to eat the little girl up. Hope giggled at her those bright eyes of her glimmering in the dim light of the room and it made her feel almost whole though only her brothers could complete her. After so many centuries together it felt good to be on her own but she at least wanted the option to return.

“Witches and vampires have been at war since our creation, our mother was a fine example of that wishing us all dead.” Though it wasn’t witches in general Nik spoke of it was the withes in the Quarter. When he spoke of Hayley wanting vengeance she couldn’t blame the mother wolf. When Rebekah had left she’d been so sure Hayley would be the one raising Hope, loving her every day but now it was Rebekah trying to fill the void, giving the infant as much love as she could but knowing she needed more.

“You know I could care less about any war for power Nik but make them pay. That little girl…your child. Make them suffer.” Her voice was cold as she thought of Hayley’s throat being slashed, of the attempted sacrifice of the baby laying next to her, of everything her family had been forced to endure. Leaning over she kissed Hope’s head, though she knew Hope was still alive and safe that wasn’t what mattered, those wolves and witches had dared to threaten her family and she wished them dead.

“Davina could use a normal life, though I don’t know if she’ll ever truly have it. She’d a good girl Nik despite how you’ve made her suffer.” In truth it was how they had all made her suffer having used her for her power.

Listening to his words she smiled and nodded despite the fact that she couldn’t see him. His tone of voice changed and then he was gone. Sighing she hung up the phone and leaned over to pick Hope up hands under her arms and she laid back holding the infant above her chest. “See Daddy loves you very much little one. Forever and always.” Kissing Hope’s chubby little cheek she smiled glad for the phone call no matter the quick end.