I have so many thoughts about this absolutely bonkers historical romance that verges on being as close to a werewolf romance as it can be while also absolutely playing it straight. The hero, James Winters, the Duke of Wulverton, was lost over a decade ago while on a wintery expedition. He then survived, somehow, in almost darkness in a mountain cave, with a pack of wolves. He has now returned home and his mother is determined he will pass as The Duke to help make sure his family legacy is maintained.
Alas Wulverton is "wild" and prefers running around the estate shirtless, sleeping in his secret tree house in the woods, and he...he growls.

enter promising psychologist Jules Southby. Jules has been dressing as a boy // man her entire life thanks to a lie told by her mother at her birth (friends, do know there is an absolutely brutal first chapter about this, do take caution i can give more spoilers if necessary). Without a male heir, Jules' father would continue have made her mother try for a baby again and again, despite the fact pregnancy and birth nearly unaliving her each time before Jules birth.

Jules and her father are hired by the dowager Duchess to try and help Wulverton be respectable in society, to have a mask essentially. But Jules & Wulverton quickly form a quite unprofessional relationship as he SMELLS her. He connects with her based on her sincerity, seeing behind her fake mustache, and well, I guess pheromones LOL

What follows is an entirely wild ride that I had no idea how it would work out, you'll need to read yourself. I have confused feelings about this "heroine in pants" trope, but it seems clear to me based on the text that Jules is a woman, and only has the disguise to honor her mother's wish and to be allowed to study and move around society with much more freedom than a woman of the time.

But, this is definitely a wild ride I'd recommend you take. I'll probably re-read at some point.

Lord, I did almost die of horny-ness when he sniffed her those first few times (okay truly each time)