His Mate's Conversion: Mallo Wolves, #2

By Hayden West

Chase's only way to save Zach's life is to force the painful conversion. It hadn't been done in years and the last time, the creature that had emerged had to be put down. This is different. This is Chase's mate.

However, Zach doesn't recognize him on anything other than a molecular level. Will Chase rein in his mate's anger and help him past this, or will he have to fight the man who is his savior?

***This is part of a series and is best read in order.***

• Language: English
• Publisher: Hayden West
• Release date: Mar 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9781393827450

Book preview

Chapter

One

Chase wiped off the remaining water that sluiced down his body as he stepped closer to the mirror. With a free hand, he smeared away the steam from the glass and stared at his reflection. His injuries had faded as he knew they would.

Beads of water gathered on his skin before rolling over his muscles. He turned his back to the mirror and reached for his pants. Once he’d tugged them on, he padded silently from the bathroom to the main part of the suite.

Zach continued to sleep on the massive bed. His body still needed to heal. Chase scratched at his chest and struggled with the urge to go over to his mate and wake him slowly with drugging kisses and touches. He couldn’t get enough of the touch from that man on his body.

Instead, he reached for a clean Henley and tugged it on over his head. After he finished dressing, he opened the door to his room. Treymont waited by the door.

You know you don’t have to stand guard while we’re here, right?

Dark eyes narrowed before all expression was wiped away. I know I will always protect you.

Have you eaten?

No, Victor went to grab a bite. Harry is healed and, in our room, sleeping.

Want me to bring you something?

I’ll get something after you come back to your mate.

Pointless to argue with Treymont that he didn’t need to do his job, he could do so until there wasn’t a breath left within him and the man would still protect him. Keep an eye out although I’m inclined to believe we’re safe here for the time being.

"I hope so. But there have been times that we weren’t safe with the Krylo Lynxes, you know this.

That was pure truth. I believe with Leni we are safe now. She’s not of the old school like our parents.

Treymont shrugged and crossed his arms. Chase let it go, aware his right-hand man wouldn’t be going anywhere for the time being. He continued down the hall, making his way through the palace to the formal dining room which also served as the throne room as it did for many of their kind. If there was not a meal going on, there was the huge spotless floor leading up to the dais where the gold, overly ornate throne resided. Pushing open the door, he spied a large spread on the tables but only the queen was there.

Yurilenska Leni Torov lifted her head when he stepped in but didn’t speak. Beyond her, he spied her guards.

She had feline features which helped her beauty increase. Not that she needed any assistance. Her long sable hair had streaks of gray and silver in it, all colors which she portrayed when she shifted.

He’d only seen her cat once. Back when he was a pup there had been a dispute and she’d not yet been queen. However, when she shifted and beat the shit out of the insolent wolf cub, he’d garnered a healthy respect for her and the rest of the lynxes. They weren’t to be trifled with just because they were smaller cats. Plus this woman was scary deadly and sneaky.

How are you feeling, Prince?

Fine Your Majesty. Thank you for allowing us sanctuary.

She waved a hand and the sentries vanished without a sound. Only once they were truly alone did she approach him.

He watched her, cautiously but with respect. They’d been friends, but he wasn’t sure where he stood now that she was the ruling force of this clan.

No need for the formality. She paused about five feet away.

Chase stared at the golden flakes in her eyes. She was a shrewd ruler and while he had an instinctive need to distrust those of the feline kind, he harnessed it.

Very well, Leni. He reverted to the