Caius knew you were his from your arrival in Volterra, the first time you met. You knew it, too, because you immediately felt a bond with him. You spent a lot of time skirting around each other before Caius began to ask you to join him on missions, and the eventually began living as mates after realizing that it was what you both wanted.

 Caius tends to have a terrible temper. He can get angry about anything and with anyone pretty easily. He doesn't often fight with his fellow leaders, though; he and Aro occasionally clash on ideas, but usually work together, and Caius and Marcus hardly talk to each other at all. The only time Caius ever truly shows a soft side is when he's with you.

 You think it must be because you're his mate, and he feels comfortable with you. He likes to be known as the feared Caius of the Volturi, whom no one would ever dare mess with. But you've seen that it isn't always easy for him to keep up that same persona all the time, and sometimes he needs a break from being that person.

 "You know, I worry about you sometimes," you say to him once.

 "Oh? Why is that?"

 "Because you're always so busy being evil Caius that sometimes I feel like you forget you're not entirely evil. You do know that, don't you?"

 "Of course I know that," he answers. "You make sure to remind me of it nearly every day. But in my position, I have to have an iron fist, so to speak. The other members expect me to be hard-hearted with no mercy, so that's how I act. The terrible temper isn't a ruse, though; I'm afraid that's very real." He sighs. "Well, you can't fake everything."

 "But you do have a soft side," you point out. "I know you don't really like to show it, but I just don't want you to forget it's there, okay?"

 He nods. "Of course. You're the only person in Volterra I would let really see that softer side of me, because I trust you enough not to go blabbing about it."

 You give him a sly smile. "What makes you so sure I won't?"

 "Because I just don't think you will." He gently squeezes your hand. "You know how I feel about being seen in public."

 "I know." You squeeze his hand back. "I have no problem with keeping your soft side to myself."