***SYMONE'S POV***
Roman and I walked outside together, holding hands. It was surreal for a girl like me. I spent my life being molded into a weapon for good. I never really had much time for romance or relationships. I often avoided those situations for that very reason. But my heart was aching furiously for Roman. Somehow I knew he needed me, and I needed him.
We packed our things into the parked vehicles. As I put my bags into the trunk, Cesar and the newly appointed alpha of the Red Wood pack, Michal, came out to see us off. Cesar stopped at the top of the stairs while Michal continued toward me. He handed me a large, heavy bag.
"Your weapons, my dear. I've had everything cleaned and repaired. No more teeth marks on your ax," he said with a wink and a grin. I unzipped the bag to tak
