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

they want to live here, I won't have any objections!" I was

stand in their way either. After

but her words lingered in my mind,

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

turned and went upstairs. It was a hard day, and Hedwig even threatened us with a hunger strike. I wondered

half reclining before the study door, a glass

at

be together, my wolf and I still couldn't stop missing him

for him,

way. I looked at him and asked, "What are you

he was drunk. His

want something?" My voice was

"Yes!"

the wall and

I wanted to respond to him. I was extremely attracted

How ironic!

not supposed to

as if I had lost

intimate with Blake, our mate, made it difficult for me to

much time had passed till Blake's hoarse voice sounded in my

self-mockingly, "Why should

and we were so intimate. I felt

did you do today?" Blake

business!" I dared not to look at

business. Are you really going to move in with Harley?"

I say yes? Are you mad at me?"

he suddenly roared in a low voice, "Go and

tell him?" I

did. My mother refused!" There was frustration and hatred