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

want to live here, I won't have

stand in their way either. After all, you are their mother. But... You and

gone, but her words lingered in

would have been perfect if I had not been Halsey's daughter. My mate would have been

and went upstairs. It was a hard day, and Hedwig even threatened us with a

to the second floor. Blake was half reclining before the study door, a glass

faster at the

my mate. Though we couldn't be together, my wolf

for him, and

at him and

drunk. His voice

something?" My voice

"Yes!"

pushed me against the wall and lowered his head to kiss

push him away; Instead, I wanted to respond to

How ironic!

It was not supposed to be like this.

felt as if I had lost all

could feel my wolf. Eva's desire to be more intimate with Blake, our mate, made it

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

lowered my head and said self-mockingly, "Why

and we were so intimate. I felt warm

you do today?"

I dared not to

of my business. Are you really going

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

and then he suddenly roared in a low voice, "Go and tell your father to divorce my

him?" I looked

There was frustration and hatred in Blake's