Page 91 of May the Stars Have Mercy
“Xexis?” She cocked a brow.
“Tell me, my mate, is having young with me what you want?” He pressed, clearly withholding something until he had her answer.
She exhaled shakily, mouth flapping open without making a sound. But the answer came out eventually as a nervous laugh. “Yes. It is. I do want them.”
Her hands slipped from his arms to her stomach, cupping it softly. Xexis engulfed her in his arms, burying his face in her neck. Xnasis stepped up beside her, cupped a shoulder tenderly. “You’ll need to decide on a name then, for the crown prince. A name starting with X is customary.”
“Crown prince?” Aphrodite whirled as Xnasis nodded.
“Your youngling will train and inherit the title of Korzavic when they are of age.”
Aphrodite had so many questions about the logistics of it, but the elated look on Xexis’ face told her that it was a conversation for another day. For today they celebrated. And from that day until they retired from the hunt, she was Mphronatch. Xexis placed his forehead against hers and she was home.
