Blessed

The day after our little adventure, I find myself wandering around the palace like I own this place. Well, if seen so, I could be rewarded with this kingdom to rule on and the most beautiful Princess to woo.

I giggle to myself like a girl and skip through doors and windows, until I've found something interesting.

It is someone from the royalties, but I've never seen him here before. When I walk closer to the window, I find myself very intrigued by the male.

He swings his sword in a mellifluous, facile manner, the steel and bronze shining and gleaming under the sun. Though, I'm distracted by the sight of my own mate entering the arena with a swoon-worthy smile on her face.

Huh? Do they know each other?

The way I'm so human right now without using my powers to identify the person is uncanny. I've never failed to work with my three conscious forms. Never.

"Jane, honey who's that?" I decide to make a grand entrance and flow down to the area a floor below, the raw sand under my feet once I land back on the floor.

"Hey Ron! This is Gerald, my cousin from Graçia. Gerald, this is Ronald, my mate."

"Oh. So you're the elemental..." he trails off.

But why did he sound so unsure of me? Didn't I just show him a stunt of mine? Sporting to him that I was THE elemental?

"Yes, I am her mate and I'm the elemental."

'Do you have a problem with that?' I desperately wanted to add in but keep my lips sealed until I've got to know this guy. Weird enough, I start to look into his mind and surprise myself with his thoughts.

"Why do you think I would hurt Jane?"

I was dancing on the fine line between maintaining my cool and losing my dignity by lashing out on this stranger. What he just thought about me was not acceptable.

"Oh, so you read thoughts too."

"Yes. I do." I seethe through my teeth.

"How entertaining." A low growl emits from my chest— a pure action initiated by the enraged wolf inside of me— and I take a step to get into his face. But a small hand blocks me from doing so and I look at Jane who is stopping me from ripping this guy to shreds.

"Ron. Please. Control yourself."

"Jane, it was him who thinks I would hurt you because I'm an elemental!" I exclaimed on Jane who narrows her eyes at me.

"You looked into his mind."

"Yes I did because my wolf told me to. He smells funny." I say honestly and her eyes enlarge in size.

"What the hell is wrong with you Ron?"

"What the hell is wrong with me?? Jane, he's trying to break us apart!"

*slap*

Wow...

"Never. Never say things about him like that, ever again. Understood?"

This is not my Jane...

Rage and anger is bubbling inside of me, but the majority of the sadness caused by Jane's action weigh heavy upon my heart and I exit the scene without turning back.

Nor paying attention to Jane's calls.

That...that was NOT my Jane...

Where is she...?

—

I came back to my house for obvious reasons and was in my pajamas, lying on my bed. My cheek doesn't hurt as much as my heart does right now. Things have escalated so quickly and ferociously that I couldn't draw a line and keep my calm and composed nature.

Who is this cousin of hers exactly??

He smelled...strange.

Yet I could read his mind. Just sometimes. It was as if a psychic force was stopping me from reaching into his mind. Now its bugging me too much, isn't it?

I scoff and turn around to find my phone vibrating with an endearing profile picture of my mate. I turn back around, ignoring the buzz for at least the hundredth time now.

"Yet she doesn't want to come over. Great going man. You've been nothing but a second priority ever since that man has come to the palace." I scoff again and sigh at the buzz when it disappears. Suddenly, there's a wail I hear, my ears perking up at the sound.

"Huh?" I look outside my window, and almost, don't believe what I was seeing right now.

Princess Jane in her pajamas and a grey leather coat, which I discovered is mine, standing outside on the grassy side lane of my house. A car was parked on the street in front of my house but something else catches my attention too.

Her glistening, tear smeared face.

Oh, Jane...

I make no other decisions other than jumping out of the window and flying in the air until I'm right in front of her. My bare feet meet the warm, coarse ground and two pairs of arms wrap around myself.

"Jane?" I caress her head but that only makes her bury her face deep into my chest.

"I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so, so sorry, Ron. Please don't be mad at me?"

"What are you even saying, you silly girl." I pull her away to wipe her cheeks and make her look presentable. Even if she was weeping and snort was all over her face, I'd still worship my princess and tell her she was my doll.

"How can I ever be mad at you?? Huh? Is it about earlier at the palace?" I enquire and chuckle when she sobs again, sadness overlapping from square one.

"Uahh!" I'm quickly reminded of a small baby who needs their parent's attention, and chuckle, pulling her close to my chest again. The chilly air around us reminds me that we're indeed in a vulnerable spot, and we transport back to my room within a blink.

"Oh my god stooop. You're going to make me cry too oof!" 'With laughter' I refuse to add that because that would only make her feel more sad and embarrassed. I smile against her hair and breath in her scent, finally letting myself to gain the courage to apologize to her.

"Jane, baby I'm so sorry...I shouldn't have expressed that I felt threatened by that cousin of yours. I shouldn't have opened my mouth, baby girl. I'm sorry..." my expressions are genuine as I make sure I explain her everything. I share how threatened I felt by her cousin because he was already a royalty, he was a good soldier unlike me, and that my alpha instincts have taken over for me to act on impulse. She listens to every word I say and her eyes soften at every graduating word.

"I'm silly, I know but I love you baby. Please forgive me."

"N-no..."

My heart...breaks.

"No. I mean, Ron you were never wrong...it was me, silly. I s-slapped you for nothing when you were just being careful and protective. Yes, you should've tamed your wolf but honestly, I would've done way worse if I was in y-your position that time. I'm so sorry for slapping you." She mindlessly turns my face to the side and analyzes the pink handprint still imprinted on my face.

The 'print' left by your mate stays for a longer time, and that's one irritating but also an interesting thing...

"It looks so bad..." her emotions escalate really quick and her eyes begin to water again. I awe at her and wipe the tears away again, kiss them away later and continue smothering her with numerous kisses.

"Stoph" her mashed lips utter and I finally attack her sinfully sweet lips. Humming against the rosy petals of her lips, I bring her close and lay her on my chest as my back collides onto the mattress.

"Ron??"

"Oh shi— yes mother??"

"Is someone inside with you?" I make a face and just decide on telling her the truth.

"Jane came over with me mom! Its Jane!" I yell a response and already anticipate the face she is making right now.

"Oh. Alright honies. HAVE FUN~" she says in a sing-a-song voice. Jane giggles over my chest which enhances my mood by a thousand times.

I'm so blessed.