My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Chapter 232

Catherine's POV

I noticed that Emily, who was next to me, had a look of resentment on her face after what Patricia had said.

I shook hands with the elders of the royal pack and greeted them one by one with Patricia's introduction.

"Madam Chavez, your future granddaughter-in-law is so beautiful."

"Yeah, and she looks young as well. I heard that she already has two kids. How nice!"

Patricia could not help smiling when her two lovely great-grandchildren were mentioned. They were the best gift she could ever dream of.

"That's right. Noah and Hedwig are lovely. They are simply adorable! I will bring them over someday!" Patricia said proudly.

"We saw them last time. Their pretty faces are so cute!"

I stood beside them and listened as Patricia chatted with them about the kids. As their mother, they're perfect in my eyes. Others, however, may not share the same feelings.

And I was embarrassed by the compliment.

Emily stood beside me. She seemed frustrated since all the attention was on me.

"Madam Chavez, Emily is here as well! Has she found her mate yet?" asked a lady, noticing Emily.

Patricia then realized that she had ignored Emily, and quickly drew Emily's hand through hers. "Emily, why don't you tell her about it yourself?"

Emily only said, "Not yet!"

"Madam Chavez, is it because your family has too many rules?" someone asked.

Patricia said with a smile, "I wanted to help her find her mate, but she kept saying that she wasn't in a hurry, so I simply let it be. If you know any outstanding young men, don't forget to tell Emily. She is a great girl."

"Grandma..." Emily pouted and blushed.

The ladies chuckled as Emily blushed.

Patricia persuaded Emily, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You and Blake are about the same age, and he already has two kids. The clock is ticking!"

I looked at Emily. Her face stiffened for a moment, as I had expected.

Then Emily glared at me resentfully and laid all the blame on me.

Cetherine's POV

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go and greet them!" Emily stood up and then deliberately looked at me. "Catherine, we're around the same age. Why don't you come and meet my friends?

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