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Black Friday (Dani’s POV)

“Why do I have to wear this?” I whined looking down at my outfit. I was dressed in a Christmas-inspired cheerleading uniform and wearing plastic Elf ears. I glanced at Kat, who seemed perfectly content in her bare almost all uniform and real ears.

Through a big smile she looked at me. “Because for the weekend we are Santa’s helpers. Markus, aka Santa, wanted Holiday cheerleaders this year.”

“Dirty old Dwarf,” I mumbled under my breath. Being dragged out into dirty, cold New York City wearing only the uniform had sent a chill through me like no other. “Why can’t Hue be here?”

“Because you look better in a mini skirt. Besides once we get through the afternoon here we can work on edits and do some Christmas shopping. Have you even been to Manhattan to shop?”

“No! I don’t like crowds and I don’t like shopping without a plan.” I forced my own big smile as I posed for yet another picture. “How much longer do we have to do this?”

Kat slid her cell phone from her cleavage and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. She glared back at me. “Where else do you expect me to put this while wearing this thing?” I shrugged knowing she was right. “We have roughly an hour until we can escape.” She then bounced off the space where she had been standing on the sleigh and went with two other “Elves” to perform a dance routine. I continued to pose for pictures and usher kids up to Santa’s lap.

I watched as Kat and the other two bopped out a routine to Santa Baby and Rocking Around the Christmas Tree. I was suddenly very glad she hadn’t volunteered me for that portion of the event. I can sing, I can recite Shakespeare, but I don’t dance. When she finished she did some tumbling and posed for a few more pictures. “I am so glad you do that and not me,” I told her as she returned.

It was just then Markus stood up and waved us over. Rushing to his side we all gathered around. “Ladies, we need to clear out these guests. I have to cut it short. Helen just went into labor and they need the sleigh to get her to the hospital.”

“Can’t they use Snow or a bead to get her there?” I asked

He shook his head. “For some reason the magic hasn’t been working for her lately. They’ve needed the sleigh for the last three doctor’s appointments.”

Kat turned to the crowd and in her best jolly Elf voice she barked happily at the crowd. “Santa is really sorry everyone, but there is an emergency at the North Pole and his Sleigh is needed to get his niece to the hospital so she can deliver her new bundle of joy!” The crowd let out a disappointed noise. “But not to worry, those of us here with the Christmas Cheer will be happy to stay and take pictures with you!” There was a cheer from the crowd that sounded like it was made up of mostly teenage boys and middle aged men.

Three hours later, frozen to the bone and hating strangers, I and the other members of “Christmas Cheer” gathered around Kat and her bead. “Let’s just get back to the Pole,” I said, exhausted. Everyone nodded and in a swirl of wind the world seemed to swirl around us. My stomach did a flip like it does on a roller coaster as the scene around us came back into focus.

“Great job, ladies! Thanks for all your work. If you are off this weekend have fun, if not don’t forget letter sorting begins at 9 am tomorrow morning.” Kat said her goodbyes before turning back to face me. Looping her arm through mine she guided me back towards our suite. “So, tell me what’s new?” she asked playfully.

“Sheldon is plotting something with North Korea, I slept with Oliver and I need a new winter coat.” I focused on the door, hoping she was too distracted to have noticed what I said.

“Finally!” she squeaked before grabbing my hand and all but dragging me back to the room. She closed the door quickly behind us.  “Have a seat and spill. You didn’t mention that in any of our emails.”

I shook my head. “It’s not something one just writes in an email. People watch emails that include the words ‘North Korea’.”

She rolled her eyes and set to work building a fire as I wrapped myself in a blanket. “You know exactly what I’m talking about.”

“We’ve been sharing kisses here and there for several weeks. We’ve been dating for almost two and a half to three months. We just decided to take it to a new level. There isn’t much to tell.” I tugged the blanket tighter around my shoulders.

She blinked at me. “Was it good?!?!”

“OH MY GOD! You have NO idea how good!” I grinned.

“That’s all you’re going to tell me isn’t it?”

I put on my best teasing grin. “I told you and my sister the same amount. That’s all I’m going to say. Your turn, what is up with you and Hue?”

She shrugged. “He met my parents yesterday?”

It was my turn to blink. “Your Human parents?” I considered what I knew about Kat. “You said you never introduce any guys to your parents unless you are REALLY serious…. Are you pregnant?”

“No!!! Dirty minded Pixie. We haven’t done anything more than make out.” She crossed her arms over her chest and huffed at me.

Just then there was a knock on the door. Kat called for them to just come in. She looked rather excited for a moment and grinned evilly. “I heard you’ve been getting down and dirty with a Pixie.”

I turned just in time to see Oliver blush and break eye contact. “Yes, we have been enjoying our time together thoroughly,” he said with a light chuckle.

He crossed the room and pressed a kiss to my forehead before taking the other seat. “I’m happy to see you, but to what do I owe the pleasure?”

“I figured if you weren’t going to be home this weekend I would come visit you. I thought we could do Holiday things together.” He transferred his attention to Kat. “Mind if I take advantage of your hospitality?”

“Not at all. I can bunk in Hue’s room for the weekend. He has plenty of space.” She seemed totally at ease with handing me over to the Vampire. “No blood on the sheets though,” she called over her shoulder as she shot across the hall to make arrangements with the Dragon.

“So you’re making house calls now?” I asked him.

He feigned a dramatic pose. “Oh Nurse, I think I may need a transfusion this weekend! Please help me?” He draped himself over the arm of the highback chair.

 

Thanksgiving

I had booked a quiet conference room away from the workshop. It was decorated in a homey atmosphere and I had pulled out all the stops, putting cookies and hot chocolate on the table. Across the tables sat a large LCD screen and a hi-def camera. Soon skype would ring and I would be able to sit and chat with my family for a while. At five minutes until our arranged time the door opened and closed with a click. Hue stood there in a well fitting button-down with the sleeve rolled up to mid arm and a pair of designer jeans. His hair was the perfect mix of careless spikes and he was clean shaven. Yep, he had that Dragon look that made me weak in the knees.

He did a little spin for me. “How do I look? Is this alright to meet your parents in?”

“You look fine.” I smiled his way. Just then the familiar tones of an incoming Skype call rang through. We slid into chairs facing the screen and I clicked to open the video call.

My parents and brothers all sat on one side of the kitchen table. The computer no doubt had to be set fairly far back to get all four of them on screen. A mic sat at the center. “Hey, sport!” said my dad in his deep baritone.  Mom and the brothers all waved.

I squeeled happily, causing poor Hue to jump a little beside me. “Hi Mom, Hi Dad, Hi Ogres!” Both of my brothers laughed. “It’s so good to see you all. I miss you SOOO much!”

“We miss you too sweetheart.” Mom took over the call. “I read your email earlier this week. You’re traveling for work? That’s kind of sucky with it being a Holiday.”

“Mom, it’s only a holiday in the US. To the rest of the world it is another day.” She looked at me skeptically. It was then I noticed both of my brothers and my dad were all eyeing Hue who sat confident and relaxed beside me. “Oh!” I motioned to Hue. “Everyone, this is my Hue.” The corner of his mouth turned up in a smile at the word my as it slipped from my lips. “Hue, this my mother Irene, my father Els, my brothers Scott and Christopher. I call them my Ogres because they are more than a foot taller than me.”

He laughed and smiled at all of them. “Hi there, my name is Hudraer Campbell. I’m pleased to meet you all, even if it is just in the virtual world.”

“Campbell…” My mother pondered the name. “Scottish? Of Breadalbane or of Cawdor?” she asked. I rolled my eyes, figuring he had just chosen a last name that sound generic enough.

He smiled widely. “Breadalbane, but that was generations ago. My parents and grandparents live in Australia near Adelaide.”

My mom nodded in approval. “That explains the accent.”

“What do you do Hudraer?” My father had his interrogation face on, which to an unsuspecting bystander not in the know looked like a friendly smile.

“I work in public relations, that’s how I met Kat.” Hue seemed totally relaxed. Everyone on the other side of the screen seemed to sigh in relief that he had a “real job”, and when I thought about it PR or diplomat would be the easiest way to describe what Hue did.

“When did you two meet?” my mother asked. “She never tells us anything.”

“Kat was on a research trip last spring and I came across her when she seemed a bit lost. I stopped to offer my help and we shared a moment right then and there. I think it may have been love at first sight.” He paused, then turned smiling at me with a mischievous grin. “At least for me it was.” Damn it, when he was charming he was SO CHARMING.

Scott cleared his throat. “What do you do for fun, Hue?” My younger brothers use of Hue’s nickname caused the Dragon to shift in his chair.

“I play rugby, travel, spend time with your sister.” He shrugged.

“Do you game?” I sighed as the words left my brother’s mouth. My head drooped.

“Game? What sort of game?” Hue asked, looking between my family on the screen and me.

“Computer games,” Scott reinforced.

Hue shook his head. “No, not because of lack of interest, but because of lack of time.”

That seemed to pacify the family. Mom shifted the discussion back over to me. “So where are you this week?”

“Some Nordic country. I’ve lost track lately.”

“Oh! Go to a real Ikea while you’re there and take pictures!” My mother seemed so excited.

Dad rolled his eyes and I laughed when I insisted I would try and fit it in. The conversation went on for another hour before it came to a close. “Do you think you kids will make it in for Christmas this year?”

I shook my head sadly and watched my mother’s face fall. Hue reached out and took my hand giving it a loving squeeze. “She has a signing in Europe Christmas Eve, but I can make sure she gets home for New Years.”

My mother’s face lit up. “And will you come with her?” She flashed a dangerous smile.

“Only if you’ll have me. I don’t want to impose on you if you’re looking forward to one-on-one time with your daughter.”

“Of course you’re welcome, son. We would like the chance to get to know you better as well.” Dad’s offer was meant as a warning that Hue was expected to come.

“We can’t wait,” Hue piped in. We all said our I love yous and I wished them a Happy Thanksgiving before signing off.

I sat quietly for a moment. “Fast thinking with the name and job stuff.”

“That is my family name. My ancestors are from your realm and my parents and grandparents really do live in Australia.”

“Oh! Then why was everything so new when you came and visited?” I was curious.

“Not all of it was new since I come to the North Pole every year. You took such joy in showing me things. Some things were new – I hadn’t really been in your realm much for pleasure in a very long time. Normally, my family comes to visit me. As for the job, that’s what our positions here at the Pole are classified as. I don’t want to lie to your family. I understand keeping the Otherworld stuff away from them, but there is no point in lying about what you do and where you go.”

“Fair enough,” I answered.

He took my hand, lacing his fingers through mine. “Do you want to go get some turkey from the cafeteria? I heard their Thanksgiving food is really on point this year.”

“I’m having some delivered to my room this evening. There will be more than enough for two. Why don’t you join me?”

He grinned a rakish smile at me. “I was hoping to join you before dinner.”

Unable to resist, I tugged him around a corner and pulled him against me with my back against the wall. Leaning up on my toes I pressed my lips to his. He needed no encouragement and pinned me to the wall with his body returning my kiss in full force. His tongue ran across my bottom lip before catching it between his teeth. “I know a few things about Elf anatomy you don’t yet. I can’t wait to show them to you in detail.” I swallowed the anticipation down.

“Let’s get things settled at the nest first, then I promise, I’ll let you show me whatever you like.”

Needing Labels

Work at the North Pole this week had become a thousand times busier. With tomorrow being Thanksgiving in the US, the increase of letters to Santa had jumped tenfold. Hue had been distracted since we returned, as Geren was still not home and time was growing short to find the missing artifact. Justin pushed hard for us to agree not to leave until at least the middle of next week and if one of us left the other would need to stay through the weekends to get all the work done.

I walked slowly towards my dorm room, embracing the season. Having grown up in the US, Thanksgiving had always been a real family gathering for me. I had made plans to skype with my parents and brothers tomorrow. They had no clue what I was and I had no intention of shattering their realities. I love my human family and they will always be my family. A pang of guilt struck my heart because I had never really kept anything from my parents.

I pushed open the door to my room and walked to the fireplace and began stacking logs so I could take the chill from the air. I made quick work of it and soon a fire was burning brightly. The crackles and pops of hot embers served as a relaxing background noise as I grabbed my laptop to log online and get some work done. I had a ton of writing to catch up on.

My fingers moved carelessly over the keyboard as I pounded out a romantic scene between my hero and heroine. When I finished the chapter I stopped and stared down at the screen. It took me a few blinks to realize what I had done. I had replaced my hero’s name with Hudraer’s and my heroine’s with mine. “Ugh,” I said, quickly replacing all references of us in type form. Closing my computer I set it gently on the table beside me.

I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the chair. Images of Hue and I intertwined with each other flashed through my head. The more involved my fantasies became the harder my heart pounded in my chest.

Alizeyah? Hue’s voice brushed across my mind.

Yes? I answered.

Is there a reason you are flashing erotic scenes of the two of us through my mind? I felt myself blush. I had forgotten our mental link and that often times I broadcast feelings when I didn’t mean to. Apparently if I was really excited, it would seem I broadcast images too.

I’m sorry.

There was silence for a moment. When he replied there was a hesitance and unease. It’s alright, but may I ask you something?

My heart beat quickened. Do you desire… me? Are these passing fantasies or something more?

I am attracted to you, you know that. I started to think about my family and some how it turned to thought of you. For a moment I felt what seemed like a swell of hope but he quickly put his emotions back under lock and key.

I see. That’s all he said and then he withdrew. The feeling of him withdrawing from me and blocking me out was always painful. It made my heart ache and left me feeling empty. I waited quietly to see how long he would block me out but when I didn’t sense his return I decided to distract myself with dinner. The only thing that sounded appetizing was a hot cup of tea and some toast. Luckily, I could make that in my room.

I ate quietly and poked at a book I had been reading lately. Nothing seemed to sooth my nerves. Closing my eyes I reached out for Hue. Hudraer?

What felt a great deal like a sigh passed between us. Yes?

I’m sorry.

There was no masking of emotions as they flitted through to me. Confusion followed by concern and then a mild annoyance. Why are you sorry? he asked finally.

I didn’t mean to upset you. I’m sorry I don’t have better control over my mental connection and can’t block my thoughts and feelings very well. I’ll try harder if you stop withdrawing and blocking me out. Every time you do it makes me feel alone and empty inside. My heart aches when you do that.

His annoyance faded away and was replaced by a feeling I wasn’t used to shining so brightly. It was love. Pure and innocent, undemanding love. I withdraw because I don’t want to overwhelm you with my feelings. I don’t want you to see the fantasies that float through my head. 

I stood up, not waiting for my head and heart to talk. I left my room with its fire burning and walked across the hall. Without knocking I pushed open his door and closed it quickly behind me. He turned, startled, from where he sat on his bed reading. His eyes burned with question and I watched and felt as he probed through my mind looking for my reason for coming over so abruptly.

I pulled the book from his hands and tossed it on the chair. Before he could react I straddled his hips where he sat, laced my fingers into his hair and pressed my lips to his. His shock lasted only a moment before his senses caught up to him and he responded. Wrapping his arms around me he ran his hands along my spine, crushing me against him. The more we kissed the more I ached to be closer to him.

I broke the kiss long enough to tug my sweater off over my head and throw it to the ground. I began unbuttoning his shirt between kissing him and touching him. Finally he shoo’d my hands away and pulled it partially unbuttoned over his head. With his beautiful chest exposed to me I leaned down, nipping and kissing the delicate skin along his neck and collarbone. I pushed him back and lowered my head, nibbling at one of his small brown nipples. He sucked in a shaking breath.

His hands closed around my upper arms, forcing me back. Struggling he sat up. “Aliz… Kat, why are you doing this?” he asked softly.

“I need to feel connected to you.” I ran my hands over his chest.

“I brought down all my walls, we are connected,” he argued.

“I know, but I want more.” I dropped my hands and let them rest on my thighs. I lowered my eyes so he couldn’t see them. I know he could feel the pain and desire I held. “I need more. I need you.” The last words came out as a little more than a whisper.

Reaching up he cupped my face in his hands. “Don’t offer more than you can give,” he said in response. “I will wait as long as I need to.”

He could sense my hesitation. “Hue, I don’t want you to feel used. I’m not ready to commit to forever, but I am ready to commit to this moment.”

“But why this moment?”

I shook my head. “I felt so empty without you I thought my heart had stopped beating. I can’t explain it fully, but I need to feel complete with you.”

“Do you understand what you are saying?” He paused and even as I nodded he shook his head. “No you don’t. We have exchanged blood. If I claim you physically we will be nearly a bonded pair. The only thing missing will be our marking which is applied magically. If we mate at this point you will strengthen our mental connection. If you decide to be with anyone else I will not be able to block you out. I would have to endure you loving another. I can’t do that. It would kill me and possibly you.”

I paused where I sat and considered his words carefully. Pain wrenched through me and I couldn’t help but sob. He was feeling everything I was and rather than shoving me away  he wrapped his arms around me, eased my head down to his shoulder and let me cry. “I don’t want to hurt you any more than I have but I need you.”

He stroked my hair. “That broken feeling you have inside you is what I experience everyday. It is your body and soul telling you that it longs to be bound and that you have found your other half. A Soul Mate will never be complete until they are bound. Most Soul Mates meet, connect and bind within days or weeks of meeting. We’ve known each other for months and for weeks now have been in close proximity to one another. You must resist it until you are ready.”

“Wait a minute, let me get this right. So even if I decide, or you do, that we are not meant to be, then this pain will always be there within us?”

“Not exactly; it will grow. You most likely hadn’t experienced it before because you were not fully awakened.” He leaned forward and rested his forehead against mine.

“Then what is the point of resisting?” If we were in pain unless we were together then what was the point of postponing the inevitable?

“To give you the choice. I don’t want you to choose me because the fates say it’s so. I want you to choose me because you want to be with me.”

“Is this what has been like for you this entire time? This feeling?” I felt his hesitation. He didn’t want to lie to me but he didn’t want me to feel guilty.

“Since we shared the blood bond I have felt this pull.” He was filled with sorrow. “I’m sorry. I suspected you were my Soul Mate before the blood bond. I think I’ve known from the moment we met. I just didn’t think the bond would connect us this deeply. It wasn’t my intent when I initiated it.”

Then there it was. A set of emotions he had been hiding. Guilt and shame flooded him, causing him to shudder. I could see it all. He had suspected there was a weird connection between us the moment we saw each other in the cave that first time. Because I was so young by Dragon or Elf standards he thought it was because of our kinship, but the moment my blood touched his lips and vice versa, he had known it was more. He regretted finding me so young. He was ashamed he marked me so early in life. It made sense why he wanted to wait for me. Why didn’t you tell me sooner?

He shook his head. “I’m so sorry. I realize you were raised Human, and so by those standards you are an adult, which I can plainly see. I want you to experience all life has to offer. Most Dragons wouldn’t awaken for another fifty to a hundred years. I was afraid if I claimed you before then the other Dragons wouldn’t respect you in a position of power. There were so many factors.”

I took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “Hue, look at me.” He raised his head slowly to meet my gaze. “I’m not afraid to say I love you. It killed me to say it to Ian, because while I feel love for him I’m not sure it was ever the type of love he had for me, so I always hesitated. With you it has always been out of respect and fear that I kept my feelings to myself. If we are meant to be, then why are we fighting it?”

A frown creased his brow. He started to say something and I pressed a finger to his lips. “I am skyping with my parents and brothers tomorrow. Let me introduce you to my family. My Human family whom I love with all my heart. If we are going to be this serious, you need to understand that they will be a part of your life too.”

I felt his mix of emotions. “You want me to meet your Human family?”

“Yes, my parents have always insisted that if I am thinking of becoming serious with anyone I would introduce them.”

“What about Ian?” he asked.

“What about Ian?” I paused, reading his question. “Ian and I are over, though I have a sneaky feeling that in Cariss’s mind we are just getting started. Be aware I may need to help Ian out with his own family.” Taking a deep breath I relaxed and tried to cling to the joy of what I was about to say and ignore the fear. “I never introduced Ian to my Human family. We were never that serious. The last man to meet my parents was my ex-husband. If I had listened to them I may not have married him. Then again, I wouldn’t be who I am today without that experience. The point is, the last guy I brought home, I married.”

He blinked a few times and a sly smile spread across his face. “Does this mean you’re accepting me?”

“It means impress my parents first, get along with my brothers and we’ll talk about it.”

Grabbing me tightly he kissed me deeply and passionately. I whined when he refused to take things further, but it felt nice to sleep in his arms.

 

 

Searching the Nest

The Dragons were in an uproar looking for a missing artifact. It would seem that there is an old tradition between my nest and the two closest villages. Several centuries ago there was a particularly brutal winter. The blizzards were so bad that villagers were not able to venture out into the forest to collect firewood. A young man braved the horrible weather in hopes of reaching the next town over to see if they could help his village survive the ruthless storm. Despite the odds he made it to the village, but found it in just as bad shape. The young man collapsed to the ground too cold to go on, knowing he had failed his family and friends.

Then by chance, a Dragon passing by the village spotted him. Taking the young man under his wings he filled him with heat. When the Dragon learned of the plight of the villagers he rushed back to the nest. He filled a lantern with Dragonfire produced from a loving heart and given in friendship and brotherhood. Any fire lit from the lantern would burn without wood, oil or wax. The Dragon took the lantern that Yule to each of the villages and encouraged all of the villagers to take the fire into their homes.

Now, every Yule the Dragons from the nest take the lantern to the villages and share the Dragonfire so that nobody must fear the winter in coldness and dark.

The problem is the ancient lantern has gone missing and the Dragon responsible for it is away negotiating in another realm with another nest and its clans. Lord Geren and his clan have been the keepers of the lantern ever since that first Yule they used it.

Hue, Vallen and I searched the nest for hours without any luck. Geren’s younger brother and sister even joined in the search, but by the end of Saturday night we had to give up the search until Geren could return. When we finally called an end, we were all exhausted. I sank down into one of the large chairs in front of the fire in the great hall. It felt nice to soak up some of the heat. Vallen all but collapsed into the chair across from me and when Hue appeared I scrambled to my feet to allow him to sit. A look of defeat clung to him.

Sighing heavily, he mumbled a thanks as he took a seat. I started to move away to find a chair I could bring over to join them, but Hue captured my wrist and tugged me down on his lap. Wrapping his arms around me, he gathered me against his chest, holding me there. His hand absently stroked my hair and hip where he held me. I could feel my skin blush brightly as Vallen sat there staring at us, and anyone else could see the display.

Vallen smiled softly. “The two of you make me jealous. I long for the day when I can be comforted merely by holding someone close.” It was then I realized Hue was clinging to me like a Teddy Bear, and it had nothing to do with me other than that I offered him peace and comfort.

I relaxed against him, enjoying the feeling as his arms tightened around me. The thump of his heart beat in my ear was like the soft cadence one might find in a lullaby. His voice rumbled in his chest as he spoke softly. “You will find the ONE that completes you.”

Vallen quirked a brow in our direction. “And you have found the ONE that completes you?”

“Maybe…” answered Hue. I closed my eyes where I rested comfortably against Hue. I heard Vallen sigh with exasperation and pictured him rolling his eyes at the response.

I dozed off at some point and awoke at the feeling of cool hands stroking my face. “Wake up my lovelies.” Jura’s voice coo’d. I opened my eyes to find her standing over both of us. I was still cuddled tightly against Hue and when I peeked up at him, I noticed he had fallen asleep too. Everyone around us had just let us sleep. I shifted my gaze to Jura and started to move but Hue’s grip just tightened.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep,” I explained.

A groggy male voice rumbled huskily beside my ear. “Shhh, it’s fine. We’ve both been so busy the nap was probably needed.”

“It’s late. I can help Alizeyah to bed and you can both get some rest before you return to the North Pole tomorrow.” Jura’s cool hand closed over my shoulder. I shifted off his lap, this time with little resistance. Hue stood up as I followed Jura towards the chambers. I had only made it a few steps when I was swept up into his arms again, my feet dangling in the air.

“What are you doing?” I asked sleepily.

“Taking you back to our chambers,” he muttered half-asleep. “I don’t want you to trip on anything in the dark.”

Lady Jura stopped and turned to face us. “Lord Hudraer, where do you think you are taking my daughter?” Her lips were were a thin slash across her face and her fists rested on her hips.

“We’re going to our room, Mom. Good night, we’ll see you in the morning.” Her mouth fell open but I was unsure if it was the “our room” or “mom” part of the comment that had done it. Hue pivoted effortlessly on his heel, strolled around her and arrived at his chambers. Setting me down carefully on the floor, he didn’t release my waist until he was sure I was stable. I pushed open the door and stepped inside, watching as the flames around the room sprung to  life in small lanterns.

The door clicked shut behind me as I made my way to the bed, rescuing my  top half of the pajamas from the piles of blankets and covers on the bed. Hue and I ignored each other as we stripped down and crawled into bed exhausted. I tugged at the covers pulling them up around me. I didn’t resist when Hue pulled me back against the curve of his body as the light in the lanterns extinguished. I lay there quietly waiting for sleep.

“Do you think my mother will be upset I am staying in here with you?” I asked.

“I think she will probably ask me about my intentions towards you sometime in the near future.” His voice was thick and sounded tired.

“What will you tell her?” I continued to pry.

“What do you wish for me to tell her?” His question made me pause. I wasn’t sure how to answer that. On the one hand we were definitely connected but at the same time I was just figuring things out with Ian. I let out a slow breath.

“What do you want to tell her?” Maybe if I could hear him say it I would have an easier time putting a label on it.

He stroked my hair away from my face and pressed a kiss to the delicate spot where my neck and shoulder met. Dragging his teeth over it playfully he stopped and pressed one more kiss there before answering. “I would like to tell her that you are my Soul Mate and have acknowledged me as such. That we will be a bonded pair in time and will fill the nest with our own Whelps. I also realize you are not ready to make such a commitment, so for the sake of your mother’s sanity I figured I would just say we were seeing each other.”

I paused and smiled, considering his words, then a thought struck me. “Let’s say we work out and end up mated. Will I lay eggs? Will I give birth? If I lay eggs how many will I lay at a time?” All of the stories I had read talked about Dragon eggs.

Hue chuckled but it seemed out of surprise. “You would give birth. Very few clans within our ranks lay eggs. The ones that do don’t really have a human form. What’s more, Whelps are born in humanoid form and their Dragon forms don’t really start coming into to existence much until they are in their adolescence. My siblings and I always had the eyes and the iridescence on our skin and according to Jura when you were a baby you did too.”

“You’ve talked about me as a baby?”

“I’ve seen photos! Don’t forget, your mother and aunt were being held prisoner in your realm. Cameras were not unheard of.” I turned in his grip and rested a hand against his chest.

“Hue, what if you’re waiting on me and I’m not the one?” I asked.

He chuckled. “I’m not worried. I just know you are. A Soul Mate is worth waiting a thousand life times for, so waiting however long it takes you to be ready is worth it.”

“What if I’m never ready?”

“You will be, someday. Until then I will wait. I can wait for you to love me as I love you.” He stroked my cheek with his thumb. His breath was warm on my face.

“But what if…” I didn’t finish the sentence because he leaned down and captured my mouth with his. My body flamed to life at his touch and I pressed myself against his bare chest as if I was trying to merge and become one with him. My heart raced in my chest and ached as if it were missing something. His mind opened to me and a weightless feeling of pure joy washed through me. This is what he felt holding me so close. It wasn’t desire or lust, it was pure unadulterated joy. It was so beautiful it pricked at my eyes, causing them to tear.

When the kiss broke he turned to lay on his back, pulling me half across him as he did. His heart beat wildly beneath me and caused feelings of arousal in me to stir. His hand rested on my shoulder where it caressed small circles through the pajama fabric. “I will wait forever if I have to. When you’re ready.”

 

Missing from the Nest

Justin slammed his hands down on the table in front of him. “What do you mean an ancient artifact is missing?”

Hue shook his head. “I’m just saying that it has gone missing and if it isn’t located I may have to take a few days off to go home and help locate it.”

“That’s unacceptable. It is a week until Black Friday and that’s when things start getting really crazy around here.” Justin Kringle is a hard Dwarf to please. He takes his job as COO of the North Pole very seriously. He looked over at me with an irritated glance. “I suppose you’ll want to go too.”

Mirroring Hue I shook my head. “No, I would stay here to make sure things didn’t fall behind. We have caught up on all the work that accumulated after the duel. We’re actually a few days ahead of schedule. If Lord Hudraer must leave for a short period of time I would remain here to make sure things stay on course.”

Justin seemed to relax a little, sinking back down into his chair. He reached for a mug with a candycane-striped handle that read, “Dwarves Do It Better” and took a long sip of coffee. When he had drained the last bit of it he looked as if he would pout for a moment. He sighed, setting the cup back down. “If everything is in order, then Lord Hudraer you may go, but not until after Black Friday. Until then I need you here making sure Lady Alizeyah is fully prepped to handle the busy season on her own if need be.”

Hue nodded beside me. “We will be totally prepared.”

“Good.” Justin shifted his attention back to me. “Uniforms said you haven’t returned the dress from the launch yet. Please do that this week so it can be cleaned.”

“I did it this morning.” I offered a smile I hope was reassuring.

“Alright, I guess we’re done here. You two, back to work. I want a report by Wednesday with a plan if Lady Alizeyah has to take over the full assignment.”

Hue nodded as he took my hand, pulling me to my feet. “Yes sir.” I followed along behind Hue as he all but dragged me from the conference room. Once outside and down a few halls he paused, stopping to take a breath. “I may have to go back sooner than that. How would you feel about spending the weekend at home in the nest?  Geren is away right now and we haven’t been able to reach him. We can’t access his vaults, which is where I believe the artifact to be, without him, but still I’m sure everyone would like to see you.”

I shrugged. “Sure, but let’s do the report before we leave. You and I both know once we get home there isn’t going to be a moment’s peace.”

In a fluid motion he pinned me to the wall and grinned evilly. “I can always lock us down in my vaults again where nobody CAN bother us.” Lowering his head he dropped his mouth to mine. His kiss was instantly deep and hot, but short lived. Just as I felt myself melting against him he stepped away and tugged on my hand. Sighing, he said, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t rush you, and you’re right that we should get the report done first.”

Four hours and six cups of coffee later we finished the report. Despite Hue’s objection I went ahead and emailed it to Justin early. I wasn’t at all surprised when he replied to me at nine o’clock at night, still working. The man was a workaholic through and through. Glancing up at Hue I smiled. “I’m all set.”

He took my hand and the world shifted around us with sparkling flurries and starlight. When the world came into view we were standing in the center of the great hall and everything was silent. “Where is everyone?” I whispered.

“I think it’s the middle of the night here.” He leaned close to me. “You can bunk with me tonight.” I felt a chill run through me but didn’t object when he guided me towards his chambers.

Lanterns sprung to life around us as we closed the door. Lifting my hand to his lips he pressed a kiss there. “I normally sleep in the nude but I believe I have some sleeping garments from your realm.” He disappeared into a closet at the far side of the chamber and when he returned he was holding a pair of blue striped pajamas.

I walked over and picked up the top half with a smile. “These remind me of a set my grandfather used to have.”

“That has got to be the least sexy thing you have ever said to me,” he said with a laugh.

I made short work tugging off my clothes. Hue, ever the gentleman, turned his back and pretended to keep busy as he changed and waited for me to finish. The PJ top came to rest just below my butt, leaving my legs exposed. I shivered as the cold stone ground under my feet. “Do you have a pull-out bed like Mom?”

Hue shook his head and scooped me up into his arms. “No, but my bed is large, my chamber is cold, and I give you my word nothing will happen until you are ready.” He lowered me onto the bed, encouraging me to get under the covers and sliding in behind me. He went still when I snuggled up beside him and rested my head against his shoulder. “With you so close I may not be able to sleep.” I started to shift away but he wrapped his arms around me holding me in place. “I’ll be fine. Besides, I can’t wait to tell Lady Jura you called her ‘mom’ tonight. She’s going to be delighted.”

I smiled as I felt my eyelids grow heavy and it wasn’t long until I drifted off into the land of Nod.

Dani for Dinner (Reader beware 18+)

I sat quietly reading while Oliver laid siege to my kitchen. I had to admit that I had come to enjoy having a Vampire around the house. He was a master in the kitchen and when he got bored he cleaned. Or if Sheldon convinced him to do something stupid that he knew would make me mad, he would clean. Tonight was one such occasion. The furball had insisted that I allowed him to hang out with the North Koreans when I wasn’t home. Oliver had driven him to the DMZ.

He finished plating the pancakes and sausage he had made. “Can you grab the milk and juice out of the fridge?” he called over his shoulder.

I bookmarked my page and left the new Isabelle book on the couch. Retrieving the milk and OJ with a smile I sat them on the table and stared with delight. “I love breakfast for dinner.”

“I know,” he said. “You’ve told me that at least ten times in the time I’ve known you.”

“Ah,” was all I could say as he poured a glass for me. Sinking into the chair opposite him I began attacking my short stack with vigor. A few bites in I noticed he wasn’t talking. “Are you alright?”

He looked up, startled. “Me, yeah.”

I looked him over and noticed he was pale with dark circles under his eyes. “Excuse me for saying this, but you look like a Vampire. When was the last time you fed?”

He paused and looked uncomfortable. “Before we went to the North Pole for the duel.”

“Don’t you normally feed daily?”

“Yes. A small feeding every day is better than going long periods without. Normally I would be doing fine but the realm travel is hard on me.” He looked down at the plate and took another bite.

“But why haven’t you fed?”I asked, on the verge of being exasperated.

“I’ve ordered blood to be delivered and the first delivery hasn’t come yet.” He looked up at me and seemed to read my next question. “You and I have been getting close and I didn’t want to take from the source because often it becomes very… sexual. I’m not sure where we stand but I wouldn’t feel right being involved with someone else.”

“Oh…”

“Did I read things wrong?” There was a sadness to his face.

“No,” I said quickly. “You read the situation right, I just hadn’t really thought about it. I mean I hadn’t really thought about your food and you…” my words trailed off.

“So you think there may be something between us?”

“Yes,” I took a drink of juice and swallowed hard. I got up from my chair and walked around the table. Oliver stared at me the entire way. Cautiously I slid onto his lap. Reaching up I pulled my hair away from my neck and over my other shoulder.

“Ummm, Dani? Not that this isn’t interesting but what are you doing?” He looked at me with a mixture of confusion and humor.

“Feeding you,” I said, turning on his lap to look into his eyes. “I’m not drunk this time so be gentle and try to keep the marks somewhere my co-workers won’t see.” Oliver began to chuckle and as he watched me it turned into full-on laughter. I slapped a hand to his chest. “Hey, this isn’t funny. You need food and I’m offering.”

“Are you really offering?”

I considered what he was saying. “Yes, I am.”

He considered me for a moment then shrugged. “Alright, then let’s do this right. If you are sure, I promise this won’t hurt a bit.” He wrapped his arms tightly around me and slid the chair back. Cradling me to his chest he stood and carried me across the room.

“What are you doing?” I asked as we neared the door to my bedroom.

“Feeding. You can say no to anything at any time, but feeding for you will be more comfortable on your bed where you can lay down.” Effortlessly he sank down on the bed. He encouraged me to lay back and began rolling up my sleeve.

“What are you doing?”

“You wear long sleeves, I thought your arm would be a good place because it would be easily concealed.” He pressed a kiss to the inner curve of my elbow.

“You promised me sexy.” The skin under his lips tingled.

“I don’t think I promised you sexy,” he said, lifting his head to look  at me.

I sighed heavily and sat up, pulling my top off over my head as I came. “Stubborn gentlemanly Vampire,” I cursed under my breath. I smiled, watching as he tried to maintain eye contact rather than looking down. Leaning forward I buried my hand in his golden curls and pulled his mouth down to mine. He was deathly still for only a moment before he pulled me into his arms.

Sliding his hands along my sides I felt my skin tingle and goosebump under his touch. I twisted on his lap, straddling his hips. I rose onto my knees in an effort to encourage him back, but instead he caught me and held me in place. He kissed a fiery path starting at my chin, down my throat and to the edge of my bra. Playfully he let his teeth graze the edge where the lace met the skin. He lowered his head and suckled at the hardening peaks through the fabric. I sucked in a deep breath, doing my best not to make much noise.

He paused, resting his cheek against my breast. “I can hear your heartbeat.” He smiled. “I can stop this. We can take things slower.”

In answer to his offer I reached down and tugged at his shirt as I undid the top few buttons. Taking the hint he released me long enough to tug it off over his head. I smiled as I ran my eyes over his taunt pale chest. A small patch of golden curls begged to be touched. I ran my hands over his cool skin and dragged my nails lightly down his shoulders and arms. Leaning down I caught his ear between my teeth and gave it a playful bite.

His hands steadied me on his lap and slid up to unhook my bra. I sucked in a deep breath when his mouth closed hungrily over one of my pert nipples. One hand teased the other breast while he steadied me at my waist. Catching me at the hip he turned me in his grip and laid me back down on the mattress, now with his weight holding me in place. I ran my hands over his back urging him on as he ruthlessly teased my poor breasts.

I arched my back, pressing my hips against his and heard him moan a little against my breasts. Skillfully he managed to one-handedly unfasten my jeans and began sliding them down my legs. Once he managed to tug them free I heard them land somewhere forgotten on the floor with our shirts and my bra. He slid his hand along the inside of my thighs urging me to part for him. When his hand came to rest on the juncture between my legs he lifted his head and pinned me with his gaze. I pressed myself against his hand, signalling my consent, encouraging him to continue.

He parted my folds and his cool fingers felt foreign and enticing. Starting with soft touches and caresses, I sucked in breaths that left me shivering as he made contact with my aching nub. He began stroking it slowly and increased the speed as he lowered his mouth, capturing on of my breasts again. I moaned softly but with increasing volume and frequency as the speed picked up further and he slid a finger inside of me. My body squeezed tightly around it and I bucked against it.

I felt like a fire had been lit low in my abdomen and he was stroking it hotter and hotter with each movement. I felt a light pinch at my breast as he bit into my flesh, feeding from me. I glanced down and the sight sent my body into a spasm as I tipped over the scale of my lust. My moans became ragged breaths and I rocked myself against his hand. I saw him lift his head and watch me with a smile. The color had returned to his face and his lips were stained the slightest ruby red. He started to shift off of me but I reached for him, capturing his shoulders.

“Not yet,” I pleaded. His answer was a smile as he stood, removing his own slacks. In the silvery glow of moonlight he seemed to beam with an ethereal luminescence. He tugged a blanket up over us and tugged me against his body. I slid my hands over his body, still shaking from my recent release. “I’m not done,” I said, pressing my lips to his neck and nipping at the delicate skin there. When I reached the tensed muscle between his shoulder and neck I bit down with some force.

He growled in my ear. The sound was primal and deep. “Are you trying to get me to go further? If you keep this up I’m going to want to take this relationship to a new level,” he whispered before running his tongue along my ear. In answer to his statement I slid a hand down his chest and over his abdomen. I couldn’t help but smile as I felt each of the muscles contract under my touch. It was his turn to suck in a deep breath and resist the urge to moan as I closed my hand around his manhood.

Stroking him I purred into his ear. “I think I’m ready for that level. And by the feel of this so are you.” I emphasized each word with a flick of my wrist. I started to move down his body, but he rolled over, pinning me beneath him.

Panting he leaned down and captured my mouth with his. I could taste the slightest coppery tinge of my own blood on his tongue, but rather than repulsing me it fanned my already growing need. I slid my legs around his hips and crossed them at the ankle. Reaching down he slid his fingers effortlessly into me. His breath came out ragged as he positioned himself at my opening. Inch by torturous inch he slid into me, his whole body straining with control. Tired of waiting and aching to feel him deep within me, I thrust my hips up to meet his and moaned as he caught me and held me there. All the muscles inside me ached to accommodate him so quickly but rejoiced in the pleasure of it. I was rewarded with his own deep pleasure-filled moan.

He whispered something to me in a language I didn’t recognize and then began to move within me. Slowly at first then building speed and force. Soon I found my ragged breaths turned to gasps of pleasure and then screams of pleasure as he pushed me higher and higher. Then with crashing force I was over the edge tightening around him but he didn’t stop, forcing me back up the climb again quickly and this time when I came I felt as if my heart was stopping.  I heard him cry his own release as the world went black around me, sending me flying on a wave of euphoric ecstasy.

When I came to again I was plastered tightly against his chest with his arms tucked firmly around me. “Did I pass out?”

He chuckled and I listened to the rumble in his chest. “You did.”

“Is that common?” I asked.

“For sex your first time with a Vampire?” He ran his hands over my back reassuringly. “Yes. It is quite common. As you build up resilience you’ll be able to reach satisfaction more and more without the fainting. I did my best to take it easy on you since it was our first time together.”

“That was taking it easy?” The shock in my voice was hard to miss.

“Yes, provided you allow me to pleasure you again I will strive to take you to new heights. Wait until we take you to become fully awakened. Your sensitivity levels only increase.” He nuzzled my neck. A shiver ran down my spine. He froze in place. “Are you alright?” Concern laced through his voice.

I nodded. “Yes, just picturing what normal sex, long lovemaking a and good hard fu…” He cut me off with a kiss.

“We’ll have time to try all those things later but for now you should rest and recover.” He kissed my forehead lightly. “Good night Dani.”

I smiled, closing my eyes. “Good night Oliver.”

 

 

 

Coffee with Cariss

I sat on the edge of the desk in Ian’s room. Despite my best attempts I had two more run ins with Cariss over the weekend and now as I sat there quietly I could feel his gaze resting heavily on me. Finally I looked up from Ian’s sleeping form and met his gaze. To my surprise the older Were chieftain offered me a gentle smile.

“Come take a walk with me, lass?” His voice was the gentlest I had heard it since he arrived. He moved past me silently and stood just outside the door in the hallway. I tossed one more look in Ian’s direction and moved to join him. Pulling the door shut, Cariss took my hand and tucked it into the bend of his arm. I suddenly realized where Ian had learned the courtesy. Leading me away from the room he cleared his throat. “I thought we may go find a cup of tea or coffee?”

I nodded walking along beside him. “You know, we were happy in Seoul before all this started.”

“I know, lass.” He patted the back of my hand. “He always sounds happy when he is around you.”

“Then why send Briar?” I asked with a tone a whinier than I would have liked.

Cariss chuckled. “He asked the same thing. Parents do what they think is best for their children. My son needs heirs and a family of his own. We knew nothing about you and he wasn’t sharing no matter how much prodding we did. All I knew came from hearsay within the OAC. I knew you were a Changeling and young. Those two items normally suggest weak, untrained and unreliable.”

I quirked a brow. “And what are your thoughts now?”

Cariss smiled in a way that made him blush. “I think you’re intense, hard working, passionate and a force to be reckoned with.  I’ve never seen an Elf or a Dragon do what you do. I’ve never witnessed someone take down my son so quickly.”

“That was quickly?” I gulped.

His chuckle was back. “Yes, Ian is a fierce warrior. One of the best our clan has ever seen. I was afraid he would go easy on you  because of your relationship. Instead, he threw everything at you and you faced him victoriously. That takes a great deal of skill and strength.”

“I was terrified,” I said flatly. “Warrior wolf is a scary scary thing.”

“It is. Our intimidation factor is one of our greatest weapons. During battle our bodies release a pheromone that causes our enemies to frenzy and give in to their fears. You seemed totally unaffected. Your composure is a testament to your fortitude.” He seemed strangely proud.

“Thank you?” I offered.

Cariss nodded as we pushed through the doors to the cafeteria. He directed me to take a seat while he grabbed some drinks for us. I settled into some of the more comfortable chairs by a window. When he arrived he handed me a cup of coffee and took a seat.

“So you’ve won the duel and now hold the fate of my son in your hands. What next?” he asked.

I took a sip of the coffee and shrugged. “I’m not sure. Hue and I have discussed our options for Ian and know what we would like to see happen but the elders must vote on it.”

He studied me carefully. “Do you plan on continuing to date my son?”

“I don’t know. Trust was broken and lies were told. I love Ian but I’m not sure what we are at this point. At least I now have the option to find out.”

“And what about Lord Hudraer?” he asked.

I looked at him over the top of my cup, considering what to say. “What about Hue?”

“Obviously you and he are very close. It’s no secret he loves you. He’s made his feelings for you very well known and clear to the public. Just the fact that you call him Hue when Dragon culture is so formal shows how close you are.”

“All of his close friends call him Hue,” I offered.

“Yes, but most of them probably knew him for years before doing so.” Cariss held up his hands. “Look, you’re young yet and so you can date and see whoever you want. Lord Hudraer and Ian are both at a point though where they need mates.  My son lost everything not that many years ago. I just want to see him happy.”

“I understand. I know I need to make some choices but it’s hard when you love someone to let them go and I love them both. I know it’s selfish of me. Can you at least be open to Ian finding someone who isn’t Were?” I hoped that his father would open the way.

Cariss sighed and considered me for a moment. “Yes, because he is now yours to control. All I ask is that you find him a mate soon. Briar will bear him an heir but he needs someone to complete him.”

I reached out and took Cariss’s hand, giving it a squeeze. “Protect Briar. Her desire to serve the clan made her do some horrible things I’m sure she now regrets.”

“Didn’t she attack you?” His eyebrows knit down and he looked annoyed.

“She did, but Ian will not be returning to Scotland anytime soon. He has voiced his desire to stay in Seoul a few more years. If the Dragons allow that, then so he shall.”

“Briar has been cast off by Ian twice now. She will carry the child then be sent back to her own people to carry the shame.” I could tell he was telling me this because he thought the sense of karma would make me feel better.

“No. She will be the mother of his child and your grandchild. She may have done some horrible things, but she doesn’t deserve to be ripped away from her child and shoved into a life where she never has any chance of being happy because you forced her to mate with someone who doesn’t return her affections. It’s not fair. A child should know both parents.”

He smiled to himself, shaking his head. “Tell me, does Lord Hudraer know you lead with your heart? As a leader you cannot show such weakness.” He let go of my hand and took a sip of tea. “I’m not saying you won’t be an excellent leader, my dear, but your kindness may also be your undoing.”

A familiar warm hand rested on my shoulder. “I don’t know about all that. I along with the rest of the brethren rather believe that her compassion will help balance our warrior spirits.” Hues voice felt like a big warm blanket wrapping around me. “And after last week’s performance we now know she is fierce enough to take on any foe.”

Cariss slipped his gaze up to look at the Dragon standing behind me. “Greetings Lord Dragon.  Perhaps you can give me more insight on what is to happen to my son?”

“What did Lady Alizeyah say?” Hue sank into the chair next to me.

“Nothing, and I’m sure you’ll agree that as head of the council you will be able to better answer that question.” Cariss smiled in a way that seemed almost slick. A drastic change from the gentleman I had been drinking coffee with a few moments before.

Hue cleared his throat. “Actually the council has agreed to allow Lady Alizeyah to make the decisions unchallenged. Your clan issued the duel to her directly, not us as a clan. Otherwise, I’m sure Lord Vallen, Lord Geren or I would have met your son on the field of battle. Instead you directly challenged a member of our council who was barely past being a Whelp. Who was untrained. Who had already been attacked by a Were.  You had best hope that Lady Alizeyah is full of the compassion you just moments ago were criticizing her for.” Hue’s voice sounded silky smooth and calm but I could feel the untapped rage storming within him.

Cariss tightened his jaw in annoyance before turning back to face me. “So you mentioned you had ideas concerning Ian’s punishment?”

“That’s enough, father.” Ian came to stand near us. Hue stood up and offered the healing Were his chair, but Ian shook his head. “Lady Alizeyah will make her judgement when she is ready.” Ian sank to his knee beside Hue and I and took my hands. “I swear my fealty to you and your clan. I am yours to command henceforth.”

Cariss stood up with a growl. “Get off you knees, boy.”

Hue touched Ian’s shoulder. “Then arise, our friend and brother.” Ian nodded and stood.

Cariss started to storm off but I turned to him over my shoulder. “Lord Cariss,” I called. “Let Briar know that she is under my personal protection. Everyone deserves a chance at happiness and if you can’t guarantee that chance then I will.”

Hue stood and hugged Ian. Ian didn’t struggle against it but squeezed my hand where he still held it. “You know you have really pissed him off don’t you?”

“As much as you swearing your fealty to the Dragons?” I shot back with a playful grin. “It should make family gatherings a bit more interesting.”

“To say the least. So, Lady Alizeyah and Lord Hudraer, I am ready to accept the punishment you will set forth for me.” Ian bowed his head.

“Return to Seoul for now and take care of whatever you need to. Meet us at the nest in three weeks time and bring Briar with you. All will be revealed at that time.” I could see shock on his face but he nodded.

“Should I be quitting my job in Seoul and looking for a replacement?” he asked.

“No, nothing like that. You will remain in Seoul as long as I do.” I watched as he breathed a little easier.

“About Briar, why are you so hell bent on helping her?” he asked.

“Because she has been dealt the short end of the stick and deserves some compassion.” Ian’s face softened.

“I know I betrayed your trust, but will you give me another chance someday?”

“Maybe. For now I’m going to keep things casual and sort things out for myself,” I told him. Ian nodded and headed for the door.

Hue wrapped an arm around me, pulling me to my feet, and pressed a tender kiss to my cheek. Leaning close to my ear he whispered, “Are you ready to get back to work? Justin is two heartbeats away from having a heart attack if we don’t get our work caught up.” He then ran his tongue over the tip of my ear. My knees gave out from under me and I had to turn my face and bury it in his shoulder to keep from moaning loudly. Hue chuckled. “Evidently when you got the Elf ears you also got the sexual sensitivity there too.”

When I could control my legs again I released Hue and put on my best stern face. “Let’s go, harbinger,” I directed. He tugged on my hand and led me in the direction of the office.

Confrontation

Oliver and Dani had commuted up to see us at the North Pole a few times but I knew things were up when Oliver came to see me alone. I daresay he lay in wait for Hue to leave. Hue had been gone just a few minutes when there was a knock. I didn’t bother to look up from where I was working at the desk; I just called for him to come in, thinking Hue had forgotten something. When I heard the footsteps that entered, though, I knew it wasn’t Hue or even Ian. I swiveled in my chair to face my guest.

“Oliver? How can I help you?” I asked.

“Can we talk for a minute? Or is now a bad time?” I motioned to one of the chairs near the fireplace and quickly joined him in the other.

“Sure, we can chat. What’s up?”

He shifted uncomfortably in the chair for a moment. “First of all, how are you feeling?”

“Fine, but I know you didn’t come here to ask me that. Is Dani alright?” A surge of worry shot through me and I think he saw it flicker across my face because he immediately started to reassure me.

“She’s well. This visit is about you. Did you know you were nearing your full awakening?” His voice was soft but stern.

I shook my head. “No, I wasn’t aware, but it isn’t uncommon for extreme situations to bring out a full awakening as a form of self preservation. I guess that’s what happened – Ian would have killed me because I don’t think I would have backed down. I don’t think he would have wanted to, but considering who he is to his clan I would understand.”

“My concern comes from having never seen a Halfling Dragon with your abilities or extreme level of change. It seems unnatural.” He pinned me with his gaze, his eyes drilling deeply into mine.

I shrugged which seemed to make him uneasy. “How many Fae/Darkling Halflings have you known in your life?”

“Maybe three or four,” he answered honestly.

“How many Tempests have you known? How many of them were Halflings straddling that divide?” I leveled my gaze, refusing to let him see any emotion in me.

“I’ve known only one other Tempest besides you and Hudraer in my life and she was Darkling. I have only ever heard of one other Tempest who straddled Fae and Darkling.” He seemed annoyed.

“Hue and this other Tempest – would you say they demonstrate other skills or powers outside of what you would expect in their race?”

“Well, yes…”

I cut him off. “Doesn’t it stand to reason then that I, as an Elf and Dragon Halfling, would also demonstrate talents you have never witnessed?”

He sat quietly for a moment. “Oliver, I’m not sure what you are looking for and I respect your recent promotion within the OAC but I know about your conversation with Ian and this conversation is going no better. If you are concerned about the safety of the population in case I’m not in control, you will be happy to know I am. If you are looking for a chance to poke the new ‘monster’ let me remind you that Ian and Hue BOTH still outrank you.”

He clenched his jaw, his annoyance showing. “Is that a threat?”

“No, you’re my friend and I wouldn’t threaten you over your treatment of me. However, if you disturb Ian as he is recovering or do anything to put Dani in the middle of an imaginary problem, then you can assume I am making such a promise.”

“Why do you care so much about Ian? You chose to meet him on the field of battle.” I wasn’t sure why he was changing topics so quickly.

“Despite what you must think, I love Ian. Did he break my heart? Yes, but that doesn’t change that I care about him. I do also believe that since this problem started between us, expecting some other clansmen to get involved is unfair. My mother is Lady Jura.  She holds a title equal to that of Cariss. I am her ONLY child, and as such asking Cariss to allow his heir to duel was a fair trade. The loss both sides faced was fair.” I let out a breath slowly with control.

“What will come of Ian? What is his punishment to be?” Oliver’s tone had changed to a quiet demand.

“Oliver, you are the Lord of a Noble Vampire house. If our roles were reversed, what would you tell me if I asked?” I stayed calm.

“I would tell you our ways and laws are our own and that you are not part of our fold and so have no need or right to that knowledge.” He blinked as he finished realizing he had just answered his own question.

“You are welcome to ask Lord Hudraer when he returns but I have a hunch his answer will be much to the same.” I sighed and smiled. “Ian is and continues to be considered a friend to our nest and clans. I doubt his punishment will be anything harsh.”

“But you cannot guarantee that.”

“You’re right, I can’t.” I shrugged again and got to my feet. “Oliver, I like you and the fact that my best friend seems to really like you speaks highly of your character. This matter is not your business. If you are concerned that I may be a threat to the community I suggest you file paperwork with Marthailain which will then be correctly addressed. Do you have any evidence that I or one of the parties involved broke any Otherworld laws?”

“No.”

“Then I suggest you go home and see Dani. Let us and the Were finish resolving the issue.” I opened the door for him, as I did Hue stepped in, startling me.

Hue smiled broadly at Oliver. “Oliver, to what do we owe the pleasure?”

“He was just checking in on us.” I answered. “But he is on his way out now.” I paused and gave Oliver a large grin. “Unless you would like to have this discussion with Lord Hudraer?”

Taking my hint Oliver excused himself. When he was gone Hue considered me carefully. I felt his mind brush against mine and watched as confusion and anger flared across his face. “Did he threaten you?”

“No, and I made it clear that it wouldn’t be tolerated if he dragged Dani into this either.” Hue nodded then captured me by the waist, drawing me against his chest in an embrace.

 

Checking in on the injured (Dani POV)

“She’s so pale,” I whispered to Oliver. “She looks like a…”

“Vampire?” Oliver supplied.

I turned to look him in the eyes and nodded quietly. He squeezed my hand where he held it. It was reassuring and warm. That was something I had to get used to. Despite everything we are told, Vampires are in fact very warm. The fresher the blood they consumed the warmer they are. A fresh feed could make them feel almost feverish to the touch; likewise if they are starving they can be icy cold  and even develop a chill. Oliver, at the moment, was very warm.

“Stop worrying. She just lost a lot of blood but is otherwise fine. Ian was the one who was injured severely.” He paused and looked as if he was deep in thought. His jaw clenched tightly and he turned to face me. “Did you know she had fully awakened like that? Did you know she was trained with a sword?”

I blinked at him, trying to figure out what to say. “Are you accusing me of hiding something?”

“No, no, no…” He began backpeddling quickly. “She seemed totally in control and at peace out there, but everyone watching was shocked. Hue didn’t react, but they have a mental and emotional tie. I’m just trying to understand how she went from wise-cracking Kat to some super creature. She displayed powers I have never seen.”

I shook my head. “No, I had no clue, but I saw her afterwards. She had no clue she awoke during battle.”

“I’ve never seen a Halfling like her before.”

“There is nobody quite like Kat.” I couldn’t help but grin at the statement. “Although, I was a little surprised the fire armor didn’t come out sooner.”

He quirked his brow. “That wasn’t new?”

“Oh, no. That was old hat. She figured that out while she was looking for her mother and she defeated the High Dragon Priestess. She and Hue worked on that spell specifically while you were clearing out bad Vampires in Seoul.”

“So the talons, wings, scales and eyes?”

“Are all new. So is the flying. She really struggled with it back at the nest.” I tugged on his hand. “If you’re sure she is going to be fine let’s go check on Ian.”

I leaned into Oliver’s side as he draped an arm around my shoulder and guided me down the hall. Ian was in a private room in the infirmary. It had taken three healers the better part of the night to patch him up. It was touch and go the first twenty four hours but now he seemed stabilized. When we arrived at his door Oliver caught me by the arm, preventing me from entering the room. With a little tug he pulled me against his chest and held me close. He stared down at me, his eyes glittering. I leaned up onto my tiptoes and met his lips with my own. I closed my eyes, drinking in the smokey and spicy taste of his kiss. His hands slid along my side before pressing me tighter against his body. Tentatively, I explored his mouth, ignoring the prick of his canines on my tongue.Finally he withdrew from the kiss and took a deep breath, resting his chin on top of my head.

“I’m sorry about that. This entire mess makes my head hurt. I just needed a moment of heaven before I went in there to see the hell my friend went through. Forgive me?” His words were soft and seemed almost melodic to me.

“Of course. How bad is he?” I finally asked. I hadn’t been allowed to see him since they brought him back from the duel.

“As of this morning he was still asleep.”

“Like a coma?” I asked in shock.

“No, just sleep, but he was badly injured. She came close to killing him. It has me concerned.”

“But he’s stable now, right?” My stomach did a flipflop.

He shook his head. “No, it’s she who has me worried now. I’ve never seen someone so young and untrained with so much power. My first priority is the safety of those in our territory. If she isn’t in control, she could be a massive danger to everyone, Human and Otherworlder. She didn’t defeat Briar, she almost destroyed the MacGregor Clan’s mightiest warrior. When he wakes up, I need to figure out if he was letting her win or if she is a possible monster.” He reached and opened the door for me before I could comment. His gaze told me what I needed to know – not to say a word about this.

Ian lay on the bed with eyes open, looking at us in question. Briar sat beside him holding his hand and Cariss stared out the window in silence. When Oliver pulled the door shut behind himself he flashed me one more warning look.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, crossing the room to take the seat on the other side of the bed beside him.

“I’ve had better days.” He paused, wincing a little as he tried to shift to face me more. “How is Kat? Nobody here is willing to tell me anything, but I know you’ll have the latest update.”

I smiled. She almost kills him and he’s still concerned about her. “She’ll be fine. She is pale and lost a lot of blood, but you’re the one that gave us a real scare.”

He waved it away. “I underestimated her and I shouldn’t have done that. Every time I think I have her figured out, she surprises me.”

“Even so, did you know she was that close to awakening?” Oliver asked. Cariss turned to face us all now that he was more interested in the conversation.

Ian paused and considered the words for a moment before meeting Oliver’s gaze. Both of their faces were like stone, revealing no emotion. “Yes, I have suspected she was close to awakening for some time now. I’m glad she did. I have little doubt she would be dead now if she hadn’t.”

“She almost killed you,” Oliver bit out.

“I know, but she didn’t. We both did what we had to for this pointless duel.” Ian sighed then smiled. His smile was almost chilling. “Yes, Lord Vampire, she was in control of herself and I dare say she was still holding back. I did what I had to and so did she – she just did it better.”

There was something Ian wasn’t telling us, but he seemed to know exactly what Oliver was fishing for. Ian shifted his gaze back to me. “Is she in good spirits? Aside from blood loss she seems alright?”

“Yes, I think she is a little shaken about the entire thing. She doesn’t take any joy in knowing she hurt you. I think it haunts her a little.” I squeezed his hand as I noticed his smile faded to one that was genuine.

“Tell her I’m fine, tell Hue to take good care of her until I can come check on her. She’s not a trained killer or a warrior. I’m sure this experience was hard on her. She had nightmares after the duel with her Aunt for weeks.”

Cariss threw his hands up with a sound of frustration. “The Dragon bitch won and you are to be punished because she didn’t respect our customs. I’m not sure I see what you have to smile about and I certainly hope she has nightmares for months to come.”

Ian growled a warning sound at his father. “You will not speak of her like this. The entire incident could have been avoided if you had listened when I told you not to send Briar here.” Briar shifted uncomfortably but said nothing.

Cariss’s face turned red but he stopped talking and stormed out of the room.

Ian didn’t seem surprised by Kat’s change at all and neither did Hue – but Kat did. I tucked away the information for later, knowing something wasn’t right.

A Word About Elven Life this Winter

Big things are happening for all of us here at Elven Life. My books are starting to come out, the podcast will be starting soon and the beginnings of next year’s film project are creeping up on us. I plan to reflect these major changes in Kat, Dani and Ian’s life. Expect a lot of new characters, new plots and stories, and an entirely new addition to the site. All that being said, the next few months are going to be a little crazy. I am making the vow to you to maintain at least three story driven posts a week with the hope of hitting four.

I promise you more adventures, more steam hot scenes, and a lot more laughs. Stick in there with us as we take you on this exciting journey.

Thank you,

Isabelle & Lisa