Trust

The shocking news regarding the elemental was never meant to be ceased from the people. The news spread like wildfire, media began going batcrap crazy at the sudden realization.

The guards outside the palace had a very hard time containing who were called as journalists and reporters. What's more professional than giving people their space and respecting their privacy? Was it always too much to ask for?

Although, Ronald was not even a bit worried about the outside world because of his prioritization. He needed himself to grow stronger, and the process of his evolution is just a different kind of growing. Stress and negativity could hamper his abilities, hence, the wizards and the witches have separated him from the outside world and let him have his long desired peace.

With the world so risked for chaos, the man destined to save the planet lies cold and unresponsive in the fluid of the dragon's blood. The slimy, clear substance having tampered with magical ingredients to enhance the utility of the sacred and rare Red-Skulled Dragon's blood was too very powerful for a normal soul to handle.

If it wasn't for the elemental having adapted completely into his elemental form including the heart, he would've been burnt alive in the venomous and mephitic substance until the body becomes one with the red matter.

"I don't see anything happening to him." Jane said after reading the vitals of her mate. Her heart was perspiring for being away from him when she loved to be by his side the most at this time. They had just mated a few days ago, but now he is taken away for his evolution.

"You are being very desperate, young princess. Please give him time. Do you not want him to become the best version of himself amidst all this chaos? He is doing a great help for all of the universe, trying to maintain the balance but you are here, wanting him to come back which is not possible. I understand as a witch, that your wolf is screaming and yearning for him, but please, let him have his time." The elder witch said with a kind smile, the rarest that she or her species ever gave to a fellow companion in need.

The tears in her eyes stopped once at for all at her discreet will. She wiped away the strains and got out of her showl, walking towards the man caged around liquid death.

'Ron? I want you here, but I'm not allowed to see you. I hope you can at least hear my thoughts, dear one.' She tried using the mindlink, having no training or anything from her side. She held her fists tight until crescents of her own nails formed on her palm, almost drawing blood at the impact.

'Listen to me very, very carefully. I don't care if we lose, or win, or simply perish. I just want you to make deals, like you always used to. Remember that one time you took me to the dark woods?'

[FLASHBACK]

"Ron! Wait wait wait! I'm...tired..." the poor lady exclaimed and clutched her palms to her knees in a weak attempt to regain her lost breath and energy. The energetic man chuckled and walked closer to her side, back to the scrunch of leaves as he enjoyed the sound of them under his boots.

"Awe, come on! Don't ruin our special date now, princess!" He said and held her upright, pulling her close to his chest and admired the art of the God's on her face.

Biting his lips, his actions and lust gave it away for the woman to know what he wanted. And giving it to him was not an option, for now.

He closed his eyes and bent closer to her lips. He was expecting to be met with warm and soft texture with his own.

Did her lips lose the texture that he adored? Winter did her so bad! He thought before pulling back and opening his eyes to look into the situation.

"Wha— and I thought your lips were chapped!" He yelled at her softly and lowering the hand that covered his mouth from attacking hers. Her giggles were as sweet as the cuckoo bird singing into the canopies of the lush green trees, to which he but his lip again and engulfed her into a tight hug.

Cooing at his cuteness, Jane pat his shoulder and back, thinking he must be running those gears in his mind again as he became awfully silent.

"Oh wait! I have something to show my princess!" He recalls all of a sudden, pulling away and showing her the pure glint in his eyes as he held her by the arms.

"Is it dangerous?" She asked slowly, surveying the woods all around her and checking his scent again because she was paranoid of dark creatures.

"Of course it is! I made a promise to you that I'd keep you safe. Trust me now, come with me." He held his hand out for her to take, to out her trust in him like she always does without a hesitation. Grinning widely like a Cheshire cat, Ronald dragged her behind himself, minding her pace and leading them further into the woods.

The ten minute random jog slowed down as they stood in front of a structured vine coverage.

"Whoa, nice boulder." She commented unknowingly, not actually knowing what hid behind the vines.

"That is not a boulder behind, honey bear." He said, looking at her flustered face as she just embarrassed herself.

"There's heaven lying behind them."

And so, he opened the entrance.

Gasps along with clear chirping of birds surrounded the beautiful cave of the inside. An open top cave, hidden away from any creature's touch which was only accessible to the elemental.

It was a boon for him, the Moon Goddess having given him the privilege of this rare knowledge. And now, he was sharing this knowledge with the one person who he holds so dear to his heart.

"Oh my lord...so beautiful. What is this place?" She asked, holding her chest in her hands, afraid that her heart would jump out at the ethereal scenery of lush greenery and rare and peculiar flowers and plants. Right in front of them were crystal embedded footprints, almost quartz like and shiny and pearly.

Ronald took a deep breath in to control the racing of his poor heart. This place has always been so full of energy and special.

"And this, my dear one, is the birthplace of werewolves."