May 24th Flower

Blog Story – Dio – Part #33

The wind whipping across the pack lands chilled Dio to the bone. He’d come to meet with Varick’s pack, to stay by his mate’s side and be there if he needed anything. For the most part the pack ignored him. He smelled like their leader and didn’t plan to get in the middle of their politics. At least they ignored him until his vampires appeared.

With a soft displacement of air the trio of vamps popped into existence in a semi-circle around him.

“Hello gentlemen,” Dio said. “What are you doing here?”

He could almost feel the excitement among the vampires. Terris spoke first. “We can’t very well protect you if you run off to play with the puppies without informing us,” he scolded.

“True but I figured I’d be fine for a few hours. Varick needed to speak with his pack.”

Maerel stepped in front of him blocking Dio’s vew of the wolves. “You can’t go anywhere without at least one of use and preferably all three. You are a target. Both of your parents want you for different reasons and we can’t guarantee your safety if you wander off on your own.”

Dio waved his hand to the dozens of shifters surrounding them. “I’m not exactly alone. I’m with my mate and his pack.”

Ceiser growled. “But your bond is new and they don’t quite accept you as one of theirs. You need to have someone besides your mate watching your back.”

Varick caught sight of Dio’s new company and ran back towards him. Still in human form, Dio could see his mate’s animal half yearned to break free of its human constraints and yank out the jugular of anyone bothering its mate.

“Problems?” Varick’s calm tone belied the dangerous gleam in his eyes.

“No. They came to guard me,” Dio waved a hand to encompass the three vampires.

“Good.” Varick nodded to the trio of vamps. “I worry about him being alone during the run.”

The Hael brothers bowed to Varick in creepy unison. “At least one of you has some sense,” Ceiser murmured softly.

Dio resisted the urge to smack him.

“I thought you were going to talk to your pack?” Dio watched the men and women stripping down. In a demon party undressing precluded an orgy. The werekin barely glanced at each other.

Varick smiled, his teeth bright and sharp beneath the moonlight. “You can’t have a real talk among wolves until you’ve burned off the excess energy. First a run, then a meeting. If you do it the other way people are too twitchy to pay attention.”

“Got it.” Dio relaxed. He’d thought maybe Varick didn’t understand the enormity of their issue. His mate’s explanation made perfect sense.

Varick slipped his hands into Dio’s hair. “I’m taking your safety very seriously. Never doubt it.”

Dio nodded as much as he could with his head pinned. “Sorry.”

Varick kissed him, hard and fast. “Stay put. I’ll return for you after the run and we can go to the lodge and talk.”

“Okay. Have a good run.”

Dio watched as Varick stripped and shifted leaving his clothes in a pile on the ground.

“I’ve never thought much of the shifters before,” Maerel said. “But your mate has a fine ass.”

“It’s all that running as a wolf,” Ceiser offered. “Gives them great muscle tone.”

Dio frowned. “Are you three ogling my mate?”

“Yes,” they said simultaneously.

“Look all you want but if you touch him I’ll make my mother seem like a saint.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Absolutely.”

“No touching.”

In response to his fierce surge of possessiveness his fangs slid out from his gums. He smiled at Ceiser. The vampire paled even further, an incredible feat. Satisfied he’d made his point, Dio focused on retracting his teeth and waiting for his mate to return.

 

Hubby History Hump Day

Some days you need a reminder about the positive aspects of the human spirit. I went to a learning event at work about Anne Frank, while this healthy dose of reality was sobering, I did learn about the Holocaust and how the Danish people reacted to it. Before anyone accuses me of this subject being too heavy, please read the whole entry, think about for just a bit and ponder what you would have done in the same circumstances.

During the German occupation of World War II, a time when it could cost you and your family the ultimate price for standing up to do what is right. The announcement came to have all the Jewish people report for deportation in September of 1943. Not all German citizens were supporters of the Nazi government and that they were the first to fall victim to it. Of note is Georg Ferdinand Duckwitz, a German diplomat, who informed the Danish Resistance of the coming announcement. Within 2 week, nearly 7880 people were smuggled out, through the checkpoints and across the water to safe Sweden. Through the checkpoints in ambulances (not searched) and across the water, under the fish catch that was laced with cocaine (available at your local pharmacy then). The houses, busnisses, and animals that had to be left behind were watched and taken care of by their neighbors until their return.

There are other stories that happened during this time that are as equally as powerful and you can research this yourself, <http://www.ushmm.org/outreach/en/article.php?ModuleId=10007740>.

May 23rd Flower

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May 22nd Flower

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Blog Story – Dio – Part #32

Sillybean hopped from foot to foot staring at Dio with wide anxious eyes. “Can I stay here with you master?”

Dio sighed. “I think you’d better. If I send you back you won’t survive.” His mother wouldn’t forgive the betrayal. She would enjoy ripping off the small demon’s tail and beating Sillybean with it.

“You can’t stay here though,” Varick said. “Go find some of the other demons and they’ll give you a place to sleep.”

Sillybean bowed and vanished with a pop of displaced air.

“How do you know the others will find him a place?” Dio asked his mate.

Varick shrugged. “I didn’t really care as long as he got out of our bedroom.”

Dio shivered at the possessive look in Varick’s eyes. “Are you going to live her enow then?”

“I’d better. I will need to go to the pack lands to run and deal with my people but I don’t like the idea of leaving you alone with these vampires and demons.”

A smile spread across Dio’s lips. “You know I’m one of those demons and vampires.”

“No.” Varick shook his head. “You’re my demon vampire and that makes all the difference.”

Dio swallowed back the lump in his throat. His werewolf mate had a romantic streak Dio hadn’t expected. “I’ll go with you when you speak with your pack.” If Varick could protect Dio, Dio could return the favor.

Varick trailed his fingers down Dio’s bare back. Dio shivered beneath his touch. “I’d like that,” Varick said idly tracing circles on Dio’s back. “Do you mind if I ask you a question?”

Dio shook his head. “No. You can ask me anything. I might even answer.”

Varick smiled like Dio had planned.

“I didn’t know if you would be sensitive to personal questions,” Varick persisted.

Dio turned to face his husband. “Love, you are going to be stuck with me for the rest of your life. I think it’s too late to ask if you are allowed to know personal information about me. For you I’m an open book. Ask me anything.” He knew he’d regret this eventually but Varick deserved to know the answer to anything he wanted.

“Why don’t you have horns?”

“What?” Of all the things Varick could ask he hadn’t anticipated that question.

“Why don’t you have horns? Aren’t you part demon?”

Dio laughed. “Yes but I’m also part vampire. I never developed horns.” He couldn’t explain why. His mother always claimed he refused to grow them out of spite.

 

May 21st Flower