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He wanted to take her, hide her, and selfishly keep her brightness and warmth to himself, but he knew he couldn’t. So he’d seethed from afar instead. At least if he only watched, he couldn’t harm.
“Hear me, Meg,” Maxu growled. “You have no husband. You are not married. And unless you want that male found and gutted, you won’t speak another word of it.”
“You have a piece of me I can never get back. You own it. And all I want is to have a piece of you in return. But I can’t decipher you.”
“I don’t know how you’re doing it, but I think you’re making me better.” The harsh lines bracketing Maxu’s mouth softened. “Seeing the world through your eyes makes it brighter than it used to be. I’ve been avoiding you because…I’m not capable of doing the same.”
“My whole life, I’ve always felt too scared to be myself. I had a personality built for me, and if I didn’t fit into that mold, I wasn’t worthy of love. But with you…even when I’m being a pain in the ass and making mistakes…you’ve never made me feel worthless. You make me feel safe.
“Glad to see you clothed yourself.” The glare he directed at Daunet’s comment melted into a witless grin when Meg whispered, “I’m not.”
He’d be what she rooted to, and he’d devote his life to providing her with everything she needed to bloom.
They’re a sign to every enemy that a piece of my heart exists outside my body.”
