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.

looked at me as I walked out and asked with concern, “Cathy,

in a bad mood and went straight to the

suddenly swept the things on the table to the ground. I looked back and saw that the expression

done with this, I went straight back

with

in the middle of the warlor, and Blake was holding Hedwig in one hand and drawing something on paper with

be able to handle the two kids at first,

down from Blake’s leg excitedly and ran over. She

to see Hedwig’s big

it? A Bar.” I looked at Blake’s work

an instant, and he said with extreme

but laugh out loud. Although Blake was under the nurturing of

You don’t say,

his hand, crossed his arms, and snorted, “Then why don’t you draw it?

his contemptuous face, I immediately sat beside

moment. Then the image of the Moon Goddess

surrounded by silvery white moonlight. She soothed my pain in my

the pencil in my hand and began to draw on the drawing

Blake didn’t have 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 together with humans, and

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

passed, the Moon Goddess on my drawing board

so great. The painting is so beautiful.”

looking at the Moon Goddess I drew with great

and looked

had

wrong? Are you impressed by

painting?” Blake did not

the Moon Goddess in my dream.” I was

dream?” Blake looked at me

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

also became gentle. He said, “Then what did the