My Dom or My Mate?

Chapter 34

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Chapter 34

Truths & Torture

Lizzie POV

The door to the room opens, and a wolf guard walks in with a business like, burly stance, gripping on to a figure behind him.

When he places the person down in a seat opposite me, I take them in.

Dark brown curly hair, deep brown eyes, a slight curved nose and pouted rosy red lips.. Slim, but curvy.

The look on the face of.. My mother?? Is one of anger, hatred and contempt.

I am speechless.

Fiona Jane Elizabeth Knight is sat before me..

I had dreamt so many times that she would come back to me.. That her death was nothing but a bad dream.

And now she's here..

I'm not relieved, or happy, I'm furious.. I want to slap her silly.

"Why the hell did you shoot me?" I snap, anger pulsing through my veins, "what did I do that was so bad?"

Mother.. You know what, she isn't my mum; Fiona just glares at me, with her arms crossed defiantly.

"Answer me!" I slam my fist down on the table, producing a giant fissure through the wood.

Fiona's eyes widen at my strength, as do my own.

I stare up at Holden and Dean, who are flanking me.

"What the hell?" I hiss.

Holden smirks, "there are a few reasons.. One being, your mate is an Alpha so you become stronger. And two, when you're angry, through our connections, you take our anger also. This gives you more strength than either one of us."

I open my mouth, "I'm stronger? Than? You? Two?"

Dean nods, as does Holden.

With that information stored for later, I turn my attention back to Fiona.