My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I pulled Harley hard by the arm. However, he was 1.85 meters tall, and there was no way I could pull him up whatsoever.

So, I went to the bathroom, found a bucket full of water, and was about to pour on him.

Harley shuddered as another bucket of water poured over his head.

I explained with embarrassment, "Sorry, Harley. I can only help you in this way."

Harley painfully stood up while holding the wall. Step by step, he walked into the bathroom, entered the bathtub, and sat down.

I was upset seeing him. I leaned against the door and looked at Harley, who sat in the bathtub with his eyes closed. I asked him with concern, "Are you feeling better?"

"Much better." He did not open his eyes. His voice was full of sadness and despair, "Don't worry. I won't harm you."

"My boss invited you to the new product launch this time. You turned it down." I said in a low voice.

"Yes. I don't want to rely on you." When he opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes had become much clearer. "I know you meant well, but I just didn't want to be there. I want to walk up the ladder by myself."

"Harley, I know you are a man of character. I didn't mean anything. I just wanted to help you." I suddenly felt embarrassed, as if I had humiliated him.

"I know. I don't blame you. I'm grateful that you haven't forgotten me." Harley smiled bitterly.

He sounded calm as he soaked in the cold water. So, I turned to open the door. Unexpectedly, I opened it this time.

Looking at the empty

again, Harley's face was a

have to go. Would you like me to call your friends over?" I asked

Harley

then. If

closed his eyes and

left the room and gently

glad, as if I survived a disaster. Then, I felt

me over the phone, "Catherine, why haven't you come over yet? I've been waiting for you for more than an hour. I've still got

that, I said angrily, "Gina, drop the act. I went to the room you mentioned just now and didn't see you. Instead, I saw Harley being drugged. What

accuse me? I've been in the room all the time. I didn't see Harley!" Gina began

saying that it wasn't

it wasn't me. Maybe there is such a thing as coincidence. Did you go to the wrong door? Maybe Harley was living

entering the wrong room? I was very angry. "I don't want to keep talking nonsense. Just tell me what I want. Or, I will call 911 right now." Gina set me up,

the royal gallery and you'll find some

Gina to let me go somewhere

only one royal gallery in this city. You have been pestering King Blake every day. Don't you know who the royal family is?" Gina said impatiently. "It is a very important clue. Besides, that is

better be useful, or I won't let you off!" I was

conference hall of the

hung up on Gina and

enough, I saw the obsidian necklace that matched mine

of the royal gallery to ask him

donated by someone. The donor requested to remain anonymous. We are not at liberty to say." The