Looking for the originals

Dean's POV

I am glad Tamara and I had a great meeting last night. We talked for a long time, and I felt slightly closer to her for the first time. She is my everything, and I did not even realize how strong she was until we had a skirmish yesterday. I am up early, and I made us some coffee. I am waiting for Tamara to show up. We have decided that the two of us will look for the originals. We do not want to put our wolves in unnecessary danger. We do not know if we can trust the original vampires because we do not know what the hell is happening around here.

"Good morning. I went for a jog while waiting for you," Tamara says as she walks into the Packhouse kitchen.

"Good morning, and here I thought I was the one up before you," I say. I look at Tamara, who is wearing sweatpants and a tank top. She is beautiful, and I do not know how I have not seen her beauty before. Why didn't I realize our beautiful she was when she was still in the Red River Pack? She quickly runs up the stage and