Soul of a Monster by Andie Fenichel

Wentworth
I forfeited my mating rights many years ago when I took a wife who was not my true mate. She died nearly a century ago, and I have filled the void of lost love by raising six monsters to be fine men. I’m no saint—I’ve also sown many oats with the lovely local women. Even so, loneliness crept deep inside my soul until a human interior designer invaded my home and my heart. I’m a monster descended from lions, but Isa doesn’t run from my appearance. Though, she does run.

Isa
I was hired to decorate some new houses being built on the property surrounding Scrim Hall. I wouldn’t have left New York City for anyone other than my dearest friend, Nina, but she asked, and here I am. While I’m admiring the magnificent home, I come face-to-face with a monster. No amount of warning could have prepared me for the allure of the beast living in the main house. I should want to get away, except something in his sad eyes lures me in. As much as I want this monster to be mine, the mistakes of my past send me running.

Wentworth
I can’t force Isa to accept our mating bond. All I can do is beg her to give me one week to decide our fate. One short week to convince a stranger that I’m the only one, man or beast, who can truly make her happy.