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.

my name, I felt that something

after not hearing my sound for

nce

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

arrogant. Her fingers that were holding the glass of wine tightened. It was as if she was

She slammed the glass in her hand to the ground.

rushing over to grab my shoulder, I vigilantly took a few steps back and reached out to push her hands away. “Stop

the necklace. But she didn’t want to hand it to me. Instead,

heart trembled as I watched it break in two.

in despair, crying like a crazy

with trembling fingers. “Gina,

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Catherine’s POV

her. I took the necklace and turned to

to the car, I opened my palm and looked at the necklace that was broken in half. My heart

so out of

so

What should I do?

heart ached, and I was at a loss, so, I decided to find

jewelry stores on Sayreville’s main

the necklace was an important relic my mother left me, and I was worried

pondered for a moment and went to Mabel’s Aurora Pack to find an old craftsman

old craftsman was a werewolf in

there something broken?” the old craftsman asked me with

and took out two pieces of broken obsidian wrapped in a piece of tissue with great

He suddenly smiled. “I’ve seen this before… Maybe years ago.

similar one before?” I was surprised at first, and then I asked anxiously, “Do you still remember the person

in Sayreville, so a lot of werewolves from other packs will come to 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 a hundred years old or so,” the old craftsman muttered

werewolf? Do you remember what he looked like? Is his obsidian necklace really the same as

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 it won’t be as perfect as

the money. “Thank you! I’ll be glad as long as it can be

in two

words made me

two necklaces were a pair, maybe I could do some digging starting from the necklace I had. Maybe I could find

good would

my mother bought me. When I thought of this, my

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find my family

I sent the necklace to be repaired, I returned to the car and heard my