Little Red

Lydia bit her bottom lip for a moment. All of the papers were back at the manor. “I’ll write up new ones. You can amend them however you like before you sign.” She breathed in sharply again, holding a little tighter to Allison as she turned her mouth to her ear to speak softly. “If this kind of thing happens again, I’d release you until its over.”

Lydia nodded a bit and kissed her back, brushing their noses together when their foreheads touched. She breathed in a little sharply at the news and she bit the inside of her cheek. “The sooner the  better... how far along are you?” She asked. When will you sign my contract?

Lydia looked up at him, nodding lightly. Strategy was needed.. she wished it wasn’t. “Thank you.” She said softly, nearly a whisper as she pressed her cheek further into his cheek. She sniffed a bit, trying to keep herself from crying again, though the tears in her eyes were had to subdue. “I’m sorry you had to get dragged into this. I didn’t know any of this was going to happen.. when she said war and I assumed that she meant just.. protest from our companies or something like that. Never did I imagine this.. I’m sorry you had to see this kind of thing again.”

Lydia’s brows knitted as she looked up at her, hands squirelling up and brushing her hand behind her ears, holding onto the Omega’s cheeks, thumbs smoothing over them. “We’re here, we’re safe, we’re fine-- where’s Victoria?” She asked, heart racing.

“I understand that, but there’s no reason to jump straight into declarations of war when we could go about the legal system first.” She said a little more sternly. “There is an amicable way of settling this. Gather evidence instead of rumors and then persecute if necessary.” Lydia’s lips tightened a bit and she bit the inside of her cheeks. This was grating on her soul. This was unnecessary. She didn’t say anything in response. She just watched the other Alpha, staring hard at her. This wasn’t going to end well. She could tell.

Lydia looked up from her seat at the other Alpha, nestling her baby against her. When he knelt, her eyes followed him and her shoulders eased ever so slightly, still full of anxiety and tension. “Then what? I just wait?” She asked, tone coming out softer than she intended. She was scared. She never liked showing weakness, but she couldn’t help it in this moment. “...Can I have some of the staff come visit me here? Even just for a short while.”