All Chapters of His Mate's Silent Cry: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Cold air rose into the depths of Amethyst's lungs, filling them with depressing nothingness. Hushed, absolutely quiet — emptiness lingered in the air. There, Amethyst's heart began to throb quietly as loud as it could while vehemently beating itself against a wall of her chest that seemed to fall at any time. Her hands quaked without control and unable to touch anything. A wrinkle glued itself across Amethyst's forehead which was cluttered by beads of sweat. All of a sudden, there wasn't much to say; words had mischievously scattered throughout the deep parts of her head as she blankly glared at Adelaide who now wore a smirk instead. Gnashing her teeth as her eyes were sparkling with agitation and a small portion of indignation, Amethyst took a hesitant step back. She did not know what to do — how to feel and how to react to Adelaide's words that were breaking into her heart, chasing away hope. She was anxious but…she felt something else and that was…relief. There, she watched Adela

Up and down, everyone ran with hearts that were boisterously shaking right in the chambers of their throats — some even felt like they were about to die. Seldom has this happened…!The whole village was in great disarray — no one was standing and doing nothing, and even the little kids were running around in all directions, confused about everything that happened — scared as the grown-ups shouted the language of despair and fear, loudly in the atmosphere. This was the first, nothing like this had happened before in ancient times since the IV White Snake was the ruler. Nothing was making sense — every individual in the village was confused, angry and crying. What were they going to do? What was this?"This is…what I feared the most, and this is when I had to witness my nation become demented with grey helplessness and a blue code of hopelessness. My children are dying, I say!" There in a big, spacious room many called it to be a throne room, Adelaide, the White Snake, hissed — the wa

There in the throne room, two large doors sharply opened with a loud clang, disclosing an angry Amethyst whose face twisted with disgust. "You just couldn't wait to drag me down into the mud, did you, Adelaide!?" The Dark Fey hissed and growled soon when she stormed inside the spacious room, intruding Adelaide as she was humming a song that had momentarily calmed her down. There, Amethyst marched towards the White Snake, her nostrils flaring as veins bulged out of her head and neck. Her chest was heaving while expecting an answer from Adelaide, who at this point was frowning with confusion. "You dare disrespect me, Amethyst! What is this!?" Sharply getting up from her throne, Adelaide groaned, her frown deepening soon when she caught Amethyst's eyes narrowed at her. An ugly grin curled across her lips, unbeknownst to her that this fuelled Amethyst's indignation. Her eyes quickly glowed with a sparkling flame of ire as she continued to walk in Adelaide's direction. "Is it desperatio

Eyelids nervously trembled as tears began to create a shuddering stream down the cheeks that were blooming with hidden agitation. Lips quivered as words evilly hid underneath a heavy, numb tongue. A skin filled with beads of sweat was slowly dying — There on the bed, Amethyst was quaking whilst whispering muffled screams, her fingers clutching the woolly blankets. Her hair was wet with sweat that shamelessly pasted itself everywhere on her shivering body. Of course, she was shivering like a signal flame held high in the air. Was it a dream that she was having? Truly, it was a very bad one. Right there, Amethyst sharply opened her bloodshot eyes which were filled with glistening tears. The Dark Fey had gotten up whilst gasping and gulping for air. She felt like it had been a very long while since she had last exported air into the chambers of her lungs. She was openly terrified — everything that belonged to her was deadly shaking. "Where…where am I?" An agitated Amethyst uttered in

[THE SUN HAS COME UP WITH ITS CLAWS SPREADING BLOOD AND HATE THROUGHOUT THE DRY LANDS!] …Loudly, a bang thunderously opened and vehemently vibrated in the atmosphere, engulfing the air with its powerful flames of misery. Everyone, including Amethyst, was overwhelmed by a feeling of uncertainty — nothing was making sense. There, the Dark Fey whose eyes were nervously shut, breathed heavily as the air was meekly refusing to enter the cages of her lungs. Her chest heaved, with a mission to drive away fright from her skin but that was not working. The only two things that her ears captured were her thunderous heart and a loud, steely sound that openly made everything seem like it was in slow motion — like the world had stopped moving. Her quivering lips felt heavy — she was not able to scream even when that was her biggest wish at the moment. That, however, was not the only thing she wanted to do — she could feel strong hands wrapped around her figure and with curiosity striking every