*Symone*
Altair disappeared into the darkness to head back to my pack to finish off Braxen. My heart hurts. I do not want him to die. He has been the greatest influence in my life. Night Fire would not even exist without him.
Roman helps me into one of the pack border patrol houses nearby and I sit down on the couch. Darla brings my son to me and places him in my arms for the very first time. I stare down at his beautiful crystal blue eyes. They are just like his father's. He also has a head full of dark, wavy hair. He is a spitting image of Roman.
I pull down my shirt and begin breastfeeding my son for the very first time. He latches immediately with no struggle. I smile as he grips my finger in his tiny hand and stares right into my eyes as he suckles.
Roman wraps his arms around us
