16Soren sprawled gracelessly over his bed, staring up at the ceiling as his breathing slowed. Ever since Nina had started to show some signs of coming around to the fact of him and Aedan being were-lions, they had re-initiated the strategy of winning her over completely by means of keeping her fed, keeping her wine glass full, and making sure that Nina had as much pleasure as her body could stand. She was with Aedan now; the other man had collected her from his arms only moments before, intent on carrying her into the kitchen for a meal.
Technically, it was Monday; the time period specified in their contract had ended. But as they had sat around the table the night before, Soren had made it clear to Nina that it was in her best interests to remain at the house until the situation with the
