Jeffrey's POV
Elena and I are standing in front of the cave where the werewolves of old hid the white oak stakes decades ago. I still remember the day as if it was yesterday. We need those stakes, and I know the booby traps the wolves have set there. They can kill you, and I know the dangers. I know I will have to keep Elena close to me so she does not set off the traps.
"Stay behind me, and look where I step," I tell her.
"Okay, babe," Elena says. I smile as I think of how different she is when she is with me. She is now my mate, and I have marked her. I know, and I love being with Elena. She is so different than the other mates I had. She is spicy and independent but will listen to me and follow my instructions when I talk to her. She knows it is for the best, as I know these caves
