My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

“The necklace is the only thing I want. If you refuse to give it back to me, I will call him now,” I said firmly.

“Stop bluffing. I don’t believe that Blake will care about such a trivial matter! Besides, you are not that important to him.” Gina smiled coldly.

Thated Gina’s guts. She was the one who ruined my reputation. How could she say these so plausibly? Exactly how shameless she was?

I was just about to get my phone out and call Blake. And now, I looked down and found that the phone was indeed in my hand

Gina stared at the phone in my hand. She had a confident look on her face that she knew I wouldn’t dare to call Blake.

I cursed silently

In fact, I didn’t want to rely on Blake to fix my private business.

Because I had no intention of getting entangled with a man like Blake. Once I did, I would never be able to get out.

But right now, I used him to let Gina get cold feet. I placed myself in a dilemma.

Gina was shrewd enough to see through my hesitation. She sneered, “Catherine, aren’t you going to call him? What is stopping you? You don’t dare to call him, right? As I expected, you must have pulled some kind of shameless stunt to get Blake to publicly announce that you are his girlfriend. What you’re doing is just like what I did back then, wanting to use him to hype up. Do you want to debut as an actress?”

“Shut up!” I didn’t want to hear her crap. I never thought of being a star.

“What is it? Are you pissed off because I see through you? Did you also use what happened five years ago to force Blake to announce your relationship? You are an imitator. It’s so lame. Can you stop imitating me?” When Gina saw that I was silent, she was more confident that she had figured out what I was thinking. She mocked me complacently.

“Who said I was imitating you? Do you really think I didn’t dare to call himn? I’ll call him now.” I was so fed up with Gina’s paranoia. How could she compare herself with me? I never plotted against anyone.

Gina’s face stiffened and then turned pale.

I took a deep breath and made up my mind to dial Blake’s number.

Then I pressed the speakerphone and showed Gina my phone screen.

Gina’s eyes widened in disbelief. I was also nervous.

I knew it was just a phone call. But why was my heart beating so fast?

“Hello…” a low and magnetic male voice sounded.

“Cathy…” the hoarse voice called my name gently.

Gina stared at me with eyes of jealousy and resentment.

“I’ll give you the necklace back!” Gina was instantly frightened. She whispered.

name, I felt that something like a feather gently

after not hearing my sound

nce

ear and said lightly, “I’m sorry. I dialed the

was no longer arrogant. Her fingers that were holding the glass of

called me like that!” Gina cried out in pain and despair. She slammed the glass in her hand to the ground. “Why you? Tell

few steps back

turned around and took out the necklace. But she didn’t want to hand it to me. Instead,

as I watched it break

the ground in despair, crying like a crazy woman. “I hate you, Catherine, I hate

up the necklace with trembling fingers. “Gina, I can’t believe you broke the

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Chapter 126

Catherine’s POV

asked for it.” I didn’t pity her. I took the necklace

I opened my palm and looked at the necklace

was so

so desperately, I would have slapped

What should I do?

I decided to find a

a lot of jewelry stores on Sayreville’s main

relic my mother left me, and I was worried that they

went to Mabel’s Aurora Pack to

old craftsman was a werewolf in

old craftsman asked

of broken obsidian wrapped in a piece of tissue with great care.

and looked at them carefully under the light. He suddenly

seen a similar one before?” I was surprised at first, and then I asked anxiously, “Do you still

me to repair their jewelry. The piece you have here is different from his, but I think the two necklaces are a pair. Judging from the workmanship, they must be

very old werewolf? Do you remember what he looked like? Is his obsidian necklace

same shape, and they both have a moon symbol on them. I think they are a pair. I still remember the workmanship. The carved patterns are very exquisite. I’m sure a skilled craftsman made them.” Then he looked at me. He said, “I can fix it for you, but

the money. “Thank you! I’ll be glad

back in two

words made

a pair, maybe I could do some digging starting from the

good

and my mother bought me. When I thought of this, my heart was filled with sorrow

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desire to find my family became less

to be repaired, I returned to the