Zaira’s POV
“Mom?” I asked with a cracked voice. I could feel a subtle shift in the air as my mates behind me seemed to be on guard now. My mother’s arrival definitely did not make them relax, no, on the contrary. It probably left them shaking in their boots. So was I. I could feel and hear the door slightly rattle as I held onto the doorknob with shaking hands. My heart was beating loudly in my chest, it was probably threatening to break out and run into my mother’s chest for comfort.
This situation was nerve-wracking.
My mother had caught us talking about my mate bond.
‘Perhaps her reaction will not be too bad? Maybe she will actually be on our side and try to help us out?’ I nervously thought. Yet, at the same time, my thoughts also said: ‘Maybe if I faint she will forget about what
