Chapter 595: The pack run (16)

Damon was the first one to shake off heavy droplets of water from his completely black fur, and Talia followed suit, making the necklace around her neck jingle. It was the necklace Damon gave her, and she already treasured it.

Damon stared at the light gray wolf that shimmered in silvery light under the moonlight. She was slightly smaller than Damon but equally impressive.

'You are beautiful.', Damon spoke, more to himself.

'You are not so bad yourself.', Talia responded through their mind-link.

Damon paused. The mind-link was working in the wolf form? 'I tried to talk to you before, and it didn't work.'

'I didn't want to talk to you.', Talia responded, feeling guilty about it now.

Damon sneered, showing her his long fangs. 'How many secrets are you keeping from me?'

Talia tilted her head. 'I guess you will need to stick around and find out.'