Comforting his Restless Stallion by Charlie Richards

Author:Charlie Richards [Richards, Charlie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Adult, Gay, GLBT, Paranormal, Erotic Romance, Shapeshifter
ISBN: 9781487418397
Publisher: eXtasy Books
Published: 2017-02-02T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Even with the support of Chieftain Maelgwn as well as the presence of Baron, Conchlin’s nerves were shot. He felt as if he was going to tremble right out of his skin. While he might have been interested in seeing his father or brothers again, under certain circumstances, the fact that no one had mentioned that his mother was there was a dead give-away.

This wasn’t a family get-together.

And gods! Try to stop my mating? Why would his father do that let alone care?

Doing his best to draw reassurance from Baron’s hand on his back, Conchlin followed the chieftain and head enforcer toward the front of the estate. The salon was located halfway down the front hall, situated between the front door and the main foyer. The door on the opposite side led to a large mud room, washroom, and beyond that the massive garage.

“Remember,” Chieftain Maelgwn murmured when they arrived outside the closed door. He rested his hand on Conchlin’s shoulder and squeezed reassuringly. “You are part of my clutch, no matter what these assholes say. I won’t allow anything to happen to you... or your mate.”

Conchlin nodded, trying to take heart.

Chieftain Maelgwn returned his nod, then released him and led the way into the salon.

After a light press to his back from Baron, Conchlin followed. He entered the room and would have frozen if his mate hadn’t been with him. His shifter managed to turn and slip into the room while wrapping his arm around Conchlin’s waist. In the next instant, he found himself urged to the left, which was toward the opposite corner of where the gargoyles from his old clutch were clustered—thank the gods.

Family or not, Conchlin knew they weren’t there for anything good.

“What’s going on here,” Chieftain Grecian asked gruffly.

Conchlin noticed he hadn’t changed a bit. He was still the largest of the males. His black brow ridges were furrowed, and his black eyes stared out of his deep brown features. Even the cold sneer of distaste was familiar.

The other trio was Conchlin’s father, Creasis, and his brothers, Festian and Kinsey. His father’s eyes were narrowed, and his gaze was stony. Festian, Conchlin’s older brother, wore an expression of smugness as if he was extremely pleased about something. Only Kinsey seemed concerned, and he even offered a slight smile to Conchlin before clearing his features.

“Who is this male holding my clutch-member? And with his scent all over him?” Chieftain Grecian directed his question at Maelgwn. “Release Conchlin at once.”

Baron didn’t wait for introductions. He snorted before saying, “I am Baron Vanern, and I have no intention of releasing my mate, for you or anyone.”

Chieftain Grecian growled, the sound low and mean.

Conchlin tensed, just managing to keep from hunching his shoulders. He’d heard that growl many times. It was usually followed up with an extremely painful cuff to the head or backhand to the face.

He was super glad his ex-chieftain was too far away to reach him without crossing the room.

“Conchlin does not have my permission to mate.

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