My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

The parlor of the lakeside villa was brightly lit.

As I entered the door, I saw Patricia sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

It was late, the kids must be asleep.

I had mixed feelings when facing Patricia.

We had been getting along very well. Patricia was a nice person who cared for her family.

It was a pity that we couldn't become a family.

"Ms. Wyatt, have a seat. We need to talk," Patricia put down the cup and said to me.

I nodded, and then I sat on the sofa next to me. Dowen asked a servant to bring me a cup of coffee.

"Blake has told you everything, right? I can only say sorry about this. You are not wrong, but we are not wrong either. Blake's mother left her two children and married your father. In any case, I hate your father and Blake's mother. They are selfish," Patricia said calmly.

I nodded. "I know. This is more than right or wrong. I understand."

"So, I didn't mean to ask you to leave Blake. I hope we can reach an agreement. After all, you have two kids with Blake. You can make requests..."

I raised my head and looked at Patricia. "There's none!"

"Not even money?" Patricia was a little surprised by my answer.

"No!" I said firmly. "I want nothing from you. I will go to see my father tomorrow. I want to see what kind of person he is and why he hurt you."

"He is not a bad guy. On the contrary, he must be a very nice and attractive man, or why would Blake's mother give up everything just to be with him?" Patricia said sarcastically.

"I'll go see him anyway. Grandma... No, I think I should call you Patricia. You and Blake have been kind to me, and I appreciate it. I have got a new place to live. I will move out. I hope you will give me a few more days," I said, fighting back my grief.

What about the kids?" Patricia

If they want to live here, I won't have

their way either. After all, you are their mother. But... You and Blake won't work

gone, but her words lingered

had not been Halsey's daughter. My mate would have been the Lycan King, and I

day, and Hedwig even threatened us with a hunger

before the

heart beat faster at the sight of

my wolf and

for him, and then I turned and headed

looked at him and asked,

was drunk. His voice was very

something?" My voice was

"Yes!"

me against the wall and lowered his

to him.

How ironic!

It was not supposed to be like

and I felt as if I had

with Blake, our mate, made it difficult

time had passed till Blake's hoarse voice sounded in my ear, "Aren't

my head and said self-mockingly, "Why should

mate, and we were so intimate. I

do today?" Blake

your business!" I dared not to look at

you really going to move in

I say yes? Are you mad at me?" I raised my

roared in a low voice,

don't you tell him?" I looked

My mother refused!" There was frustration and hatred in Blake's