Mason wanted to take control if Rodin got carried away, but seeing her looking at them stopped him. He expected her to run at the sight of Rodin. Run like she did before, but she didn’t. Instead, Mason felt something he never thought he would from her. Wanting? He knew it could only be from Nova, but still, it felt…good. Like a weight lifting from his chest he didn’t know was there.

“Rodin.” 

The name fell off her lips like a light caress through his fur, and she stood on shaky legs to move closer to him. Xenia’s eyes flashed between brown and blue until Nova took over. Rodin moved...