My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I fell asleep just like that. I slept through the night without dreams, and I was woken up by Hedwig the next morning.

Today was the weekend. She didn't need to go to school. She rolled up, looked at me, and said, "Mommy, I might have made a big mistake!"

Hedwig pointed at the drawer beside the bed in a daze. "I messed up all the jewelry that daddy gave you!"

I was stunned for a moment. Then I quickly got up and opened the drawer. I turned serious when I saw the necklaces and bracelets piled up in a mess.

"Hedwig, why did you play with my things? You are not supposed to play with them. Do you know that?"

They were expensive and delicate. I always put them in the drawer carefully. But Hedwig fiddled with them like they were toys!

"I'm sorry, mommy. I won't do that again!" Hedwig quickly raised her hands and apologized softly.

I wanted to lecture her more, but she already knew she was wrong. So, I stopped blaming her. "I'll forgive you this time. But, not again!"

"OK!" Hedwig was relieved that I didn't blame her. She grinned and promised to be good from now on.

I sorted out the jewelry carefully. Suddenly, I saw the obsidian necklace that was at the bottom.

"Mommy, what's wrong? Are you unhappy? Are you still mad at me?" Hedwig asked in a low voice.

I shook my head and closed the drawer. "No. I still have work to do today. Can you play with Patricia?"

"Yes. Does daddy need to work, too? But I really want to play with daddy!" Hedwig pouted.

Just as Hedwig finished speaking, I saw the door open, and Blake walked in.

"I think I heard someone say she wanted me to play with her!" Blake said with a smile.

was overjoyed. She stood on the bed and spread her arms to

and held her in his

The sweet talk that Blake said in my ear last night

to play with

I will wait for

time I came out of the bathroom, Blake had already left. I helped Hedwig wash up and dress,

Emerson were chatting with Noah about things

of something and said, "Catherine, Hedwig messed up your jewelry yesterday. My eyes are not

already tidied them up,

her

blame such an adorable and naughty

obsidian necklace in your drawer.

sorrow flashed across my face. I nodded. "Yes. It's

his head to

Blake's gaze to look

somewhere. But my memory is failing, and I can't remember it. I'm sorry for your loss. We're

little sore. Though Patricia said that she had

believed that Blake must have investigated thoroughly, and my parents had

were here. I didn't want them to see me

it's early in the morning.

to find that he was drinking milk in deep thought, his movements a little

him with concern, "What's on your

gently, "Nothing.

you been busy lately?" Hedwig asked with concern

replied with a smile, "Many things have

take care of yourself, OK? I don't want you to be too busy and get

smiled and said, "Hedwig, don't say that. Your daddy is