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.

as I walked out and asked with concern, “Cathy, you

was in a bad mood and

to the ground. I looked back and saw that the expression on her face was constantly switching between fear and anger. I shook my

back to Blake’s lakeside villa,

staying with

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,

ran over. She grabbed one of my fingers and pulled me forward. “Mommy,

but I couldn’t bear to see Hedwig’s big eyes, so I had to go over

it? A Bar.” I looked at Blake’s work

instant, and he

but laugh out loud. Although Blake was under the

You don’t say,

his hand, crossed his arms, and snorted, “Then why don’t

saw his contemptuous face,

of the Moon Goddess that had appeared in my dreams emerged

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

pencil in my hand and began to draw on

a good drawing. When I was in Pennsylvania, I

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

my drawing board had

is so great. The painting is

face with her hands, looking at the Moon Goddess I drew

finished my painting and looked

found that Blake looked strange. It was as if he had discovered some secret, and he looked at the painting with

you impressed by my outstanding painting skills?” I

your painting?” Blake

Or rather, the Moon Goddess in my dream.” I

dream?” Blake looked

there a problem? This is what the Moon Goddess ini y dreams looks like. I think all werewolves have dreamed of the Moon Goddess more or less.” I placed the

little, and his tone also became gentle. He said, “Then what did the Moon Goddess say to you in your