Maxu didn’t understand his mate, but perhaps she was right. If she needed to hear about all the trivialities of his life to feel connected to him, then he’d reveal them all. Gripping her around the waist, he hauled her forward until her legs were draped over one thigh. “I was born in the city of Tremanta, the fifth child of my Traxian mother.” Meg grinned up at him before resting her head on his chest.
