Caleb's POV:
Black’s howl faded into a low, pleased rumble in his chest.
Hello, Elena.
Elena froze for half a second... then her face broke into a startled laugh, breathy and disbelieving. “I… I heard you,” she said softly, eyes wide. “Not with my ears. Just—here.” She tapped two fingers to her temple.
Black’s ears flicked forward. He stepped closer, slow and deliberate, lowering himself just enough to seem less overwhelming. His massive head tilted, studying her like she was the most fascinating thing in the world.
"She understands," he said, awe threading through his voice. "Did you feel that?"
“I did,” I answered quietly, my throat tight. “Easy. Don’t scare her.”
"I would never," he huffed, deeply offended.
Elena reached out, hesitant at first, then more sure. Her fingers sank
