All Chapters of His silent voice.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Kyle's silence made him realize he wasn't as prepared as he thought he was for an answer. His body withdrew from Kyle's comfort and he spun around to sit in a position that could get him a clear look at Kyle's face. Surprisingly, it was a look of confusion that met his. ^^What do you mean?^^ "I mean," he shrugged, certain his question had been a straightforward one. "I heard every dragon has a mate, surely, you have yours too. Don't you... want to know who it is?" Kyle's brows furrowed as he folded his arms in thought. **Does he mean like fortune telling? For one I don't know who it is but I know who I want it to be.** He shifted confusedly, was his question not as direct as he thought? "I mean, what if one day someone shows up claiming to be your mate? How can you be sure that person is telling the truth?" Kyle raised a brow, his confused gaze switching up. **He seems to have the wrong idea about mates. How do I explain this to him?** He blinked, wondering what new context he

Kyle watched Dylan disappear into the house, the minute the door shut closed, he turned a glare at the lunatic he had been searching for and grabbed him by the collar. **You, have a lot of explaining to do.** He pulled Aaron away, still by the collar and scanned the area for a place to talk. It would be a waste to walk somewhere far away when Dylan was waiting for him. The walkway on the street was a distance enough from the house, and when he pulled Aaron over without a struggle, he stared him right in the eyes. His hold remaining on his shirt. **Spill it.** he glared and then raised a hand from his change in decision. **On second thought, answer this first. What the hell were you thinking when you told Dylan I have a mate?** "I already told you, there was a misunderstanding." Aaron sighed. "I told him you have a mate who you're YET to meet, but his ears seem to have only heard the first part." **What do you mean YET to meet?" his face scrunched up. **You know for sure that I

Dylan's eyes told him it wasn't the time for something 'fun', but he moved his right hand regardless and brought it up between them. Concentrating on the easiest trick he knew, he released a scale on his palm and allowed the blue source to surround it. A medium sized bubble plopped out of his hand he let it float up. Dylan's eyes remained on the clear bubble that got filled up with water, his worry fading off faster than he expected. With a plastered smile, he stared at the bubble and took his trick a step further. The lump of water trembled in the air and he could see Dylan getting cautious of it, but the moment the water took a new shape, he couldn't miss the twinkle in Dylan's eyes. "A dog," his smile slipped out at the sight of the glass husky, but then he drew his guard up again. Throwing a frown his way. "Why are you showing me this? Are you planning to win the fight with a bubble display?"**I am trying to win something right now.** Dylan lips pulled up a pout that was soon

"...e? ...yle. KYLE!" He flinched at the call and his surprised gaze met the others that stared at him over the dinner table. "Dude, you good?" Lucas asked with a raised brow. "Snap out of whatever has you frozen up and have a little pity for that chicken. It's been through enough with its death, you know?" He stared down at his plate in a daze and realized he might've shredded his piece a little too small."You good?" Theo asked amidst his meal. "Come to think, I didn't see Dylan when I got back, and you were in." His mom said and he blinked. "...you're right, mom." Theo also took note."But I definitely left you two in before leaving." Lucas turned to him while chewing and shot him a squint through his teasing smile. "What? Did you two fight?" Theo nudged Lucas with a side look "It's only been half a day, he probably had somewhere to be." "Or they fought." His dad repeated and Lucas chuckled. "Honey," his mom shot him a warning look and his dad raised his silverwar

**Impossible.**He stared into space in disbelief, his hours of thinking had only ended with him realizing a bitter truth he never thought would come to hunt him.He had no one to turn to. **Haa, I can't believe the only dragons I can turn to are Aaron and May.** he exhaled heavily, running his fingers through his hair in growing concerns. **I should've been nicer to people.**He groaned quietly. It had never been an habit of his to please people, make friends or be nice, or go out of his way to, and it was a way of living he held even more with dragons. Those prideful big built bullies who could make a ton out of their pride, ego, and selfish nature. He had no reason to befriend them when they had nothing but trouble associated with them.The room fell silent.**Who am I kidding? I'm the problem.**He slumped back down the bed with a big exhale, shutting his eyes and drowning in the quiet of his helplessness.**Ugh, if only I could get across to Ma--**His eyes flew open at the tho