“Ye tremble like you expect me to devour ye… Ye’re nae wrong, lass.”
As if losing his brother isn’t enough, Laird Campbell must now raise his twin nephews.
And he intends to do so without a bride.
But the boys are terrified of a beastly man like him.
Until their godmother arrives—soft, stubborn, and far too tempting to be under his roof.
***
Mabel would do anything to stay close to her godchildren…
Even marry the monster they call uncle.
Their union has one purpose: raise the boys together.
Yet in the dark of night, her husband awakens a hunger she cannot name…
He touches. He tempts.
But he never claims.
