Clove : Book 4 of Lord Emperor Vampire Series

As I have limited computer access…kudos and Q&As will be limited until I can get my little mitts on something. Don’t worry LOYAL. I know you are out there and I will get to you. Savor this chappie, I had most of it done before the ‘unpleasantness’. Keep the reviews coming, I will hang on them like a red plastic monkey. Thanks for your best wishes as well.

Kiix


Chapter 156 Honey; Wolfhound and a Pussycat

I was dimly aware that the shower had been turned off. I roused myself from my self induced wallow session and looked through my wet strands of white. Hades stood there looking down at me. His face was blanked but he held out a towel.

“Leave your clothes in the shower. I don’t want you trailing water all over my carpet.” I didn’t get up. Hades threw the towel in my face and headed back into his office. Now that the water was off my clothes were clammy.

Since I had already tried to hand off to one of the brothers and basically got no answer, I was stuck here. I toed off my docs, and socks. I wrenched off my pants and tossed them in the corner with my shoes. I lost my boxers. My hair was wet and heavy it was going to be a hassle to get the shirt off. I grabbed the neck and ripped it open down the front of my chest. White as milk. Even my nipples, which had pebbled up…who was I kidding, they hadn’t come down since Claudius touched my body, were a pale hint of pink. I stripped the shirt off and turned the shower back on this time truly getting clean.

Hades was lounging on a great big leather sofa staring up at his big wall of sight and sound. I had found another towel and rubbed at my hair. Where the hell was I going to get it cut now? I really liked Edna. No, I loved her. She had a heart as big as all get out. I would have to go and find her grave and say my farewells. “I left some clothes out on the bed, Sex. They probably won’t fit but it’s a little safer than a wet towel.”

“You watched?” It wasn’t an accusation. It was his house as he said and I just basically had sex in his closet.

“The wings got in the way but I got the gist of it. Get dressed, Sex. We need to exchange words. And it would be better for both of us if you weren’t so tempting.”

Still? I bit my tongue and headed back down the hallway. I didn’t expect to find sweats and a tee shirt but I also didn’t expect a grey Armani that fit. No shoes. That was okay. I was used to being barefoot and getting into wet Docs was not appealing. A pale pink shirt, a sliver tie. I brushed my hair and found a clip. This was just like putting on Kevlar.

I came back into the office. Hades lifted up a class of cognac, holding it up in the air absently as he continued to watch his screens. It had been seven years since my last drink. I took it and rounded the sofa. It would have been just stupid to sit at the far side of the sofa. There was too much between us to pretend that intimacy wasn’t part of it. I surprised him when I lowered myself beside him. I even leaned over and rested against him. The warmth of another body, even if it was Hades was fine. Azrael was right. It felt good to breathe.

Then he turned into his usual asshole self. “You know that was stupid.”

“It seemed like a good idea at the time.”

“And now?” He took a sip of his own snifter.

“I made everything worse.”

“Did the Black Death kill something within you, Sex, or did you just curl in on yourself?”

I let out a sad breath, “I’m a little hedgehog.”

I took a drink and I think my eyes crossed. It was strong. I think this stuff was something you couldn’t get off the liquor shelves. Hades lifted his balloon glass and swirled the amber liquid. His thoughts were some place other than his multi media mini empire. I didn’t mind the silence. My own thoughts were rather heavy.

Hades never looked at me. There was a tenseness radiating from him. “I cannot guess the hell you endured. The fact that you have another brother is a testament that you were not lounging at a five star hotel.”

“I’m saying this from experience and as a distant relative through association. It’s hard to be the Consort to the Lord Emperor, Sex. Decisions are made without your input, because that is just the way it is. You cannot change those decisions. You cannot influence those decisions. What’s done is done and all the wishing in the world cannot undo it because in the end, the burden of those responsibilities fall on someone else’s shoulders. He has to bear the weight of them. You can only support him either by being at his side or in his bed.”

“Claudius. I know Claudius. I’ve seen him grow. I’ve seen him change. I’ve changed him. You’ve restored him and you’ve torn him down again. He has given so much of himself into your keeping. I don’t think he knew himself just how much until you were gone.”

“Hades….”

“Just let me preach at you, Sex.” He took another drink of his Cognac, “He may have black wings. He may have the hand of light. They may drop down in reverence to him. They may call him Lord Emperor Claudius the First but you own him. You influence him more than I could ever influence my Lord Emperor. But what he is doing right now, is not for the good of Nation. I never thought I would say it, but you made a better Head than he does. You made a decision and you enforced it. I don’t know what Claudius is doing. It’s like he is trying to please everyone because guilt hangs off him like a shroud.
I thought he would be a stone cold bastard as Head. This isn’t Claudius.”

“I can’t see Father as a waffler.”

“The old Claudius is back. The familiar Claudius is back. Because you’re back.” Hades turned and stared at me. “Look at you. How can someone who looks like a porcelain doll affect so many people? You ripped the light out of so many people’s lives, Sex when you disappeared. How the hell did you do that?”

I blinked at him stupidly. “I’m just me.”

“And that is part of your charm. You’re not evening trying to draw people to you. We are just moths to your flame Sex. All you have to do is just be…and we are pulled to you. Some are fortunate to burn in your embrace. Others are just locked like satellites in your orbit.”

“Now that you’ve returned, everything that he is and can be will be turned toward one goal. Keeping you safe. He is standing in your way because he wants to protect you and shelter you. That determination that makes Carnage so dangerous is going to face you tomorrow. He is going to do everything he can to win tomorrow. He intends to make you stand still, because when you are still, he can hold you. He thinks that if you are in his arms, he can keep you safe.”

I set the balloon glass down and raised a hand to the headache that was building behind my eyes. My eyes burned with tears. I wanted nothing more than to stand still in my Sasha’s arms.

“Don’t even think it.” Hades hissed at me.

What? I popped my head up and stared at him.

He moved fast. Hades straddled my hips and pinned my shoulders back to the sofa. He shoved his face right up into mine. “Don’t you belittle all you endured! You clung to an idea to survive intact. You are still the same brothers you always were plus one. He’s a nasty one, but that is to be expected. His teachers have been Orel Wessel. I have NEVER had the land of light turned on me before. The fact that Xavier beat my ass is testament to your force of will. My William, as a Royal Blue has been the only other one to defeat me. You want the House, the Loyal, to wipe Orel Wessel from the face of the earth and the only obstacle in your way is Carnage. Not Claudius, not your Sasha but Carnage, Head of the House of Assassins.”

“He will not back down. He will not step out of the way. You are going to have to go through him, little Emperor. Have you thought that you might have to kill him? Can you do that?”

My heart clenched inside my chest, “I…I don’t know.”

“Then back down now. Before this gets any worse.”

“What I need to do isn’t about me…”

“There it is…” Hades pulled his tie on his suit open and popped open his collar.

Alarm settled in my stomach. “What the hell are you doing?”

“You’ve already made your decision. You’re going to face Carnage tomorrow. You are going to need this.” Hades exposed his neck. “Take all you need, more if you can handle it. The only way to keep things from getting out of hand tomorrow is to end the challenge quickly and decisively. You may be Blue, but so is he. You have more control over the gifts but he has centuries on you. This may even things out.”

I went to push at Hades without spilling my drink all over his furniture and carpet. “I am not having Flame sex with you.”

He looked at me as if I had just slapped him with the hand of light. “You are my grandson.”

“That never stopped you with Claudius.”

“I never knew about Claudius. I just knew I was drawn to him. Now that I know he is my mates son…you think I like the fact that I forced him into a two hundred year sexual relationship with me. Besides…”

“I am here.” Lanseng’s blue hair hung down over us as he bent over the sofa back.

What the hell? “Trial by fire, Sex. It has been the way with you and the rest of the brothers, why would it be different for Skell?”

“He could kill you. He’s done it before.”

“You have spoken with him. He doesn’t want to kill his fledglings. As you have said, Skell has your strengths. Don’t you think you’re doing him a disservice by second guessing him. I place my life in his fangs. I don’t fear him.”

Hades took my chin between his fingers and pulled my face back towards him. “You have no idea how many have tried to take my blood, Sex. By force, by seduction there have been so many over the years. I am offering you total access. This is a one time thing. Take all you can, because I won’t be offering my neck up again to anyone else but my lamby.”

Oh yeah, I had forgotten about that.

“Do you think I could win?”

“My opinion doesn’t matter. Do you think you could win?” It would have to hard, and it would have to be fast. I closed my eyes. It would have to be dirty.

I handed Lanseng my cognac and pulled Hades closer. Honey. I inhaled his sweetness. What Liam had done to him was wrong, but that sweetness called to anyone who was lucky enough to get close. I dropped fang and angled my mouth for the right penetration. Skell had perked up when the honeyed aroma filled my nostrils.

Sweets.

Actually with the after taste of the strong liquor in my mouth, the addition of honey made it taste like mead. Skell was ready. “I’m good.”

“Can you handle it.”

“I don’t feel as weak. Stay close by if you think you need to step in, I won’t fight you.”

He was beautiful. He was sweet. I could go into a diabetic coma by sucking off of him. Okay that didn’t sound right. He was strong. I could feel that strength surging through my veins. The power. The pure power of an Ancient unfettered and unrestrained. It felt like more. I pulled my fangs back. There was a low burning in my stomach as it was. I licked at his flesh. It was so warm and soft. Hades. A beautiful eternal youth with strength of the oldest of the old.

“Honey Pops.”

“What?” He sat back on my thighs. “What did you call me?”

“I’m going to call you Honey Pops.”

“Skell.” He frowned down at me.

“Skell.” I looked upwards and saw Lanny’s grinning face smiling upside down from me. I reached up with my hand and caught the back of his neck. He willingly came down and pressed a kiss to my lips. Odd kissing upside down but…this was going to get hot real fast. Honey Pops slipped off me.

I broke the liplock and pulled my head up to an upright position. “Bedroom.”

Hades was refastening his collar. He gestured with his head.

“Thank you.”

“Claudius asked me to be his second. I will be in his corner tomorrow.”

“Can’t talk right now.” I flipped over the back of the sofa and grabbed Lanny’s hand. I pulled him after me. It didn’t take long for him to sweep past and hold the door open. I passed by him and my blueberry surprise pounced. I reacted and caught him around the waist and flipped him. To my shock, I was the one that went flying. I hit the bed and bounced on the mattress twice before my vertical motion was curtailed with a long lean chest curtained by shimmering blue hair. Red eyes smiled down at me. I must have looked stunned because Lanny laughed and rolled off me.

“Let’s get down to business, Lord Skell.”

Lanny reached up and stripped off his shirt. Whatever witty thing I was going to say just dried up in my throat. Lanny wore his clothing loose. Who knew the pleasures awaiting the lucky vampire underneath? Lucky me. Lucky, lucky me. I got a blue eye brow arched at me.

“What?”

“Anyone ever tell you that it’s not polite to stare?”

“So stop looking so hot.”

“I’m hot?”

I glanced up into his eyes. He truly didn’t know. “Smokin’”

“That’s good. I think you are smokin’ too, Lord Skell.”

I shook my head and shucked off the jacket. “Drop the Lord part, Lanny. It makes this sound like duty.” I stilled.

I got a massive paw around the back of head and Lanny drew him up to his bronzed skin. He bent over and looked me in the eye. “I am for you, Skell. I mistook Azrael, your work ethic is the same but now that you are here, I know that I am for your pleasure, your desire only. This is not duty.” I got a liplock to rival the rooftop suckfest. “This is definitely not duty.”

Errr…huh? What were we talking about?

“Command me to your pleasure, Skell before Hades drives you mad.”

“Why do I think that he would do that whether I had his honey running through my veins?”

“Beautiful and smart. What an irresistible combination.” My flesh looked unbelievably pale against his mocha colored skin.

“So don’t resist.”

“Who said I was.” Lanny sent me a smouldering look and eased back on the mattress. His long strains of blue hair spread out on the pillow like a starburst, accenting his fine features. Up close, his eyes had an upwards slant at the end, almost like a hellcat. I tilted my head sideways and looked deep into his eyes. It wasn’t fear. I blinked. It wasn’t fear.

Lanny reached out and stroked the side of my face. “Beautiful boy. I have promised your brothers to care for you. I am a Seer from the Blood Collective. This body was designed with you in mind, Skell. Am I not appealing?”

“Oh, you’re appealing.”

“Then, why are you still dressed?”

Lanny was buck naked. How come I didn’t see that? All he had on was a smile and blue hair. Lots and lots of blue hair. Even laying back on the bed, he was tall. I crawled up on the bed, swung my leg over his waist and settled my butt on his stomach. I held out my wrists, buttoned cuff side up. “Do me.”

“Can you play? I thought that the side effect…”

“Sex has drained this body of frantic energy. Hades has filled me with power and…light? I can’t explain it. It’s nothing like those…other times, when I lost control of my Flame and killed the fledglings.”

“I am not a Vampire, Skell. I am not a weak fledgling. You don’t have to fear with me. I’ll put you in your place if you need putting.” My disbelief must have shown on my face. “Ask Marcus if you think I’m kidding.”

“I’ll ask Marcus nothing. I will believe in you, Lanny. You look trustworthy. Don’t let me down, I don’t deal with disappointment well.” I watched as his long elegant fingers quickly unbuttoned the cuffs of my dress shirt. He ran his fingers up my sleeves to my elbows. Holy crap…I’ve got sensitive elbows especially on the soft skin just on the inside. I shivered. He sat up and began to work the buttons on my collar loose, then on the way down. A button flicked open. A kiss on the newly exposed flesh. A button flicked open. I got a sucky kiss just below the base of my throat. A button flicked open. Someone turned on the tilt-a-whirl. The Seer’s tongue flickered over the budded left nipple. I pushed my chest into his mouth then pulled back only to waver again. He pushed my shirt off my shoulders so my arms were in an illusion of confinement.

“Enchanting.” I frowned. Enchanting? The back of Lanny’s thighs came up and butted against my back. He pushed me back so I was resting on them then proceeded to pop my remaining buttons…even to my pants. His palm splayed across my stomach. It looked so different against my skin. I was so used to judging myself by my skin tone. Orel Wessel was pinks and pale tans…Lanny was a dark tan. He pulled my shirt off completely.
His fingers brushed the Von Drachenfeld brand. Xavier had said that it was truly an honor to wear it. That it was a bond with the Imperial Lycan that could not be denied. Not that it would be denied.

I started as those long fingers slid over my right eyebrow. “Your eyes are bewitching, Skell. The shades of green that change with your mood. You have a ring of blue flame around your iris. I have never thought that you could be more stunning.”

I couldn’t say anything. My throat had just seemed to dry up. “This body is for you, Skell. Give me pleasure, give me pain, I will gladly accept any sign from you. Azrael awoke this body. I have been waiting for his return. Now I know that I was waiting for you. Take me.”

I shimmied out of my pants. I was touched with…reverence. For such a big man, his touch was surprisingly gentle. That was new for me. Usually the bigger the man, the bigger the cock and the tougher the time for me. “I will never hurt you. I am here to serve. I want to serve you.”

I leaned forward letting my white hair hang down around his face. “Duty, service. You know how to suck the romance out of a moment, Lanseng.” I brought my hand up and placed it on his chest, centering my palm over his his heart. “Can you give this to me? I have seen what it means for my brothers. It is something I glimpsed once but it was taken away so quickly. Allow me to hold your heart. Let me learn from it. I am tired of being cold.”

“Warm yourself in my fire, Skell. I give you all that I am. Take my heart into your safekeeping, my Emperor. My Hashmalliam. You will never shake me from your trail. I will be your wolfhound.”

“A wolfhound can only have one master.”

“You are mine, Skell.”

“And you are mine.” I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. I know he could have easily taken over. He let me explore his body. I have never encountered someone so tall. He should have been awkward. There shouldn’t be an elegance to every movement. I would have to step up. “I have had sex, Lanny. I thought at one time I had love, but it was taken cruelly. If I do something, you don’t like. Tell me. Let me learn you.”

“Let us learn each other, Skell.” I smiled down and started kissing his warm flesh. He was like a furnace. So warm…so giving. Blueberry and honey warred inside me. I was hard but I wasn’t out of control. I wouldn‘t let it get out of hand. Control your flame, you can control the world.

I controlled Lanny’s world. And I was damn proud of it. He had said that he was too large to ever take me and he wasn’t kidding. Too big, to wide. I knew the mechanics of a blow job – saying no wasn’t an option in the showers, but this was the first time I actually wanted to have a man’s cock in my mouth. I sucked at it. Errr…I mean I wasn’t that talented. Lanny squirmed and wiggled under my ministrations but my jaw didn’t unhinge so I was reduced to jacking his shaft and licking warm cream and bubbled up. When he did erupt I was glad I pulled off. He’s copious amount of blueberry topping would have choked me.

“Prepare me.” Lanny took my hand and ran it through the white cream that had plopped down on his stomach. He turned onto his hands and knees. “Skell…” My name has never been said with such longing. I shivered. I kissed the small of his back as my middle finger found his portal.

I tried to find him with my mind, to pull up the sensation of pleasure as I began to work my wrist within him. I hit a shield. It was like a steel wall-- seamless and neverending.
“Lanny?”

He groaned and his tanned globes wiggled back at me. “I cannot drop my shield, Skell. If I lose it, I will be crushed. If you can only give me pain…I will accept it willing.”

“Now that I’m free, the only pain I will inflict is on my enemies. I can feel the urge building within me, Lanny, but you tell me when you are ready. I don’t want our first time to be a horrible experience.”

He turned his torso and shook his hair out of his face. “It cannot be a horrible experience, I’m with you.”

Can you say pressure? Lanny! What the hell are you expecting from me? I’ll give you my best. I can only hope that it is enough. I watched him. I learned him. He shivered when I twisted my wrist this way. The erotic, exotic scent of blueberries hung from his hair. Where his hair swept, there was a faint blueberry trail My god. I thought Kevin was intoxicating. I settled myself behind Lanny. He spread his legs and lowered himself to the bed so I could mount him. His skin was so soft to the touch but you could feel the muscle just beneath the surface.

Slowly. I entered him slowly trying to keep the pain of initial entry at a minimum. Lanny rammed himself backwards burying me to the hilt in one stroke. The heat from his channel engulfed me and started the Flame. I could see the white of his knuckles on the sheets. I hissed. I grabbed onto his hips but he tried to force himself back into me again.

“Skell.” His voice was full of longing.

I grit my teeth and began to move. I let my hands roam his body. He had to have a push button start somewhere. I was too short to get to his neck. The most tantalizing moans and groans were breaking from his lips. The Flame was strong. My fangs tingled and came down almost breaking the skin of my lip. I pulled at his arm. He twisted, his red eyes watched as I brought his hand to my mouth. I pressed a kiss to his palm then licked at the pulse in his wrist. Blueberry wine. I began to rock into him. He pulled at me most deliciously and I pulled out. His voice rose as I began to lead in the dance of love.

My body was burning. Lanny’s head thrashed as his body adjusted and began to get those pushes at his prostate. This was different with a responsive partner. I didn’t have to hold him still. Keep him from running. My eyes rolled back into my head as he squeezed around me. If I didn’t keep a hold on the muffin, he was going to knock me off the bed.

I lapped his wrist closed and reached around catching his reawakened member in my fist. I jacked him in time with my thrusts. I was at my crisis. I tried to hold it off. Lanny howled as he came all over my hand. His body tightened and I fell over the cliff of ecstasy. I jerked a number of times into his depths then tried to keep my body from collapsing on his backside. My arms quivered with the effort and I finally ended up plastered on his ass and back.

“Perfection.” Lanny twisted and I ended up at the head of the bed. He laid his head on my chest.

“You….you…”

Lanny let loose a sigh, “I think the word you are searching for is freak.”

“Who the hell called you that?”

“Azrael. And for him to say that after all the things he has done with Marcus is saying something.”

“I was trying not to hurt you.”

Lanny let loose a big, big breath right across my pebbled nipple. I slapped a hand over it but still ended up shivering. “I will need to be restrained.”

I sucked in my breath and pinched my cheeks between my teeth. “No, I just think you need to practice.”

“Practice makes perfect?”

“Well, it would make things easier. I need to learn you, Lanny Blueberry.”

Lanny began to laugh. He shook the whole bed. “Honey Pops. I thought Hades eyes were going to pop out of his sockets. Irreverence, thy name is Skell.”

I gave in to my inch and began to play with his hair, stroking his ear letting my nails caress his neck. I touched to lobe of his ear and his leg jumped. I heard the sharp intake of his breath. I stroked it again. He twitched.

“I’ve got you now.” I began to stroke his lobe and he reacted like a dog when you rub at his belly. His leg twitched and he rolled onto his back. I flopped over on him as he tried to hold his ear against the bed. I laughed. I stilled.

“Skell?” One red eye peeked out from his hair.

“I’m happy.” I said with pure incredulousness in my voice. I’d only been this happy at the piano. I looked down at him and let a smile crack my lips. I had a blueberry piano.

We rolled around on the bed for a bit but did nothing to jumpstart the sensations again. Which was good because I was tired. I don’t think a human can ejaculate four times in one night and feel good. I know a vampire can’t even with honey goodness filling my viens. I ended up on the bottom and Lanseng crouched over me. His hair hung in my face. He leaned forward and pressed a kiss gently on my forehead.

“I am yours, Skell. Love me any time you wish. I am Loyal and I like getting my freak on with you.” He let his voice trail off.

I picked up his train of thought. “Big Brother wants to go to him.”

“And you should let him. They need each other even though right now they are both hurting. You can shower first, Skell.”

Lanny rolled off me and gathered his hair in one hand and flipped it over his shoulder. I climbed off the mattress and firmed up my jaw. I turned and held my hand back to him. “As my brothers have said, they have done their best work in the shower. We’re taking it back. Join me wolfhound. Join me under the water.”

The elegance had returned. What was that song, “I got a lady in the street but a freak in the bed.” Lanny would never be considered a lady but…I kissed his knuckled. I thought Armor had a mouth on him. Lanny sucked my knees out. He caught me around the waist and held me lightly as the warmth of the shower rained down. I didn’t have the gut wrenching tension that usually accompanied the sound. The scent of cinnamon and blueberry wafted up like a sexual potpourri. I leaned back and relaxed against Lanseng.

Wolfhound? I guess because that was the largest dog in the world. I turned my face and nuzzled his neck. He turned his head and presented his life’s blood. I just planted a hicky there. Blueberry pound cake, indeed.


Lanseng stood off to my left, a hand of support on my shoulder. I patted his hand then walked forward into the lobby of Shadoe Inc. If I wasn’t so nervous, I would have found it comical that the Security guards were almost falling over themselves as I approached. “Mr. Von Drachenfeld!”

“Is my Father home?” I was surprised my voice was normal.

“Lord Claudius is in his penthouse, Mr. Von Drachenfeld. Is he expecting you?”

“I’m the last thing, he’s expecting. Please ring him.”

The guards didn’t know where to look. Apparently the falling out from the wedding was common knowledge. The challenge was common knowledge. It was going to be common knowledge that I came to his house at 2:30 a.m. Truthfully, I could have come earlier but it took some courage to gird the loins, so I let Lanseng show Skell the nightlife. He danced the night away until they closed down the bar and the DJ. Which left me here now. What if he said no?

“Yes, Sir. I am aware of the time. You have a visitor. No. It’s Mr. Von Drachenfeld. It’s Xavier Von Drachenfeld. Yes Sir.”

The security guard turned and handed me the phone. Oh god. I watched in slow motion as my hand reached out and took it. “Father.”

“Xavier?”

“It’s Sex.”

There was a long pause. I blinked. For a moment, I thought he hung up. A tired voice came back on the line. “What do you want at…2:30 in the morning, Sex?”

I looked down at the floor. The guards had made a show of looking the other way but their ears were straining. “I…I want to come over.”

There was silence again. “Sasha?”

“Do not beg, Fallen. That is beneath you. Is this wise, considering what we will have to do at noon?”

“Since when does being wise work for us?”

“You can come up. Hand the phone back.”

I got the brass key. I got into the elevator and just waited until security forced me to identify and unlock. Memories of the club filled my head. I had been desperate but he could have walked away. He could have left me to suffer through that power surge. What the hell was I going to say to him? I miss you. Don’t make me kill you.

It seemed like it took forever to get to the penthouse. I pulled at the suit we, Skell and I had liberated from Hades. It was a little big but it was passable. I was straightening my tie when the doors finally slid back. I looked up to bare feet, bare ankles, bare calves, dimpled knees, well worn black shorts; a faded pink Pussycat Dolls t-shirt and a tangled mass of black hair with…black furry ears.

“Kitty?”

He opened his arms. I think I jumped out of the elevator onto him. The corridor spun crazily as he twisted around holding me tight. Finally. Everyone else got it first. Finally, I was home.
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Q: What is the world’s biggest dog breed?
A: The Irish Wolfhound is considered the world’s tallest breed of dog. A male should be at least 32 inches tall and can be up to 34 inches, while a female should be at least 30 inches tall.
http://www.workingdogweb.com/DogFacts.htm

My idea of what Lanseng could look like if he could change into a dog (but he can’t) Remember he’s a Seer!!!
http://www.iwcc.ca/gallery/pages/image002.html