My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Chapter 33

Catherine’s POV

I hated Gina’s phony face. I felt that she was always wearing a mask. Her expressions changed constantly, and her true colors remained unknown to me.

“I am not interested in him. But it is my business. Why should I tell you?” I sneered.

I was very stubborn, and the dispute I had with Gina five years ago was also because of my temper.

Otherwise, I would not have met Blake in Shadow Forest.

It was useless for her to hunker down to ask for my help. She probably knew this as well, so she put away her pitiful appearance.

“Do you really want to be against me? Think about it. You and I are from two worlds now. Making me your enemy will do no good to you.” Since I wasn’t moved by her acting, she began to play tough.

That was who Gina really was. She enjoyed the feeling of being high above others.

“New Jersey is so big. Does staying in New Jersey make me your enemy?” I no longer wanted to talk to this unreasonable woman.

Gina’s face became even more sullen. Her eyes were filled with resentment. “I am warning you. Don’t even think about taking Blake away from me. You know how important he is to me.”

“If he is meant to be your mate, I can’t snatch him even if I want to. But if he isn’t, then you

shouldn’t blame anyone else,” I said sarcastically.

Gina looked like she had been pricked by a needle, and she became even more furious. “Even if Blake’s mate is someone else, that person will never be you.”

I thought Gina was insane. Did she really think all the women in the world wanted Blake’s

attention?

I ignored her and strode out.

walked out and asked with concern,

now, Harley.” I was in a

the ground. I looked back and saw that the expression on her face was constantly

I went straight back to Blake’s lakeside villa, which

staying with

a drawing board standing in the middle of the warlor, and Blake was holding Hedwig in

to handle the

excitedly and ran over. She grabbed one of my fingers and

bear to see Hedwig’s big eyes, so I

it? A Bar.” I looked at Blake’s work and

eves darkened in an instant, and he said with extreme unhappiness, “It

was under the nurturing of the royal family,

don’t say, “I

from the drawing board, threw away the pencil in his hand, crossed his arms, and snorted, “Then why don’t you draw it? I want to

didn’t want to, but when I saw his contemptuous face, I immediately sat beside him and

the Moon Goddess that

a white gauze dress, and her body was surrounded by silvery white moonlight. She soothed my

pencil in my hand and began to

any professional training in painting. For someone like him, it was already a good drawing. When I was in Pennsylvania, I went to a college

peasy. With just a few strokes, I sketched out the outline of the Moon Goddess in my dream. Blake saw it, and his

Goddess on my drawing

great. The painting is

face with her hands, looking at the Moon

my painting and

I found that Blake looked strange. It was as if he had discovered some secret, and he

wrong? Are you impressed by my outstanding painting skills?” I

your painting?” Blake

in my dream.” I was somehow confused,

your dream?” Blake looked at me with

dreams looks like. I think all werewolves have dreamed of the Moon Goddess more

softened a little, and his tone also became gentle. He said, “Then