This shouldn’t be possible. Something doesn’t feel right. What the hell is going on? 

Thoughts raced in Mason’s mind as he watched a fully transformed Nova stalk toward Lillian. Her white fur shone in the moonlight, and all Mason wanted to do was run to her. He wanted to feel her fur through his fingers and greet her the only way mates knew how. Even Rodin shared his wants. 

Mason felt himself moving towards Nova, reaching out his hand. He wanted to make sure he was seeing what was in front of him. He heard words being said and saw Lillian’s desperation, but his mind was far gone. Nova was...