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

for themselves. If they want to live here, I won't have any objections!" I

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

words lingered in

if I had not been Halsey's daughter. My

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

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

heart beat faster at the sight

my wolf and I still couldn't stop missing him and loving

for him, and then I turned and headed to my

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

Maybe he was drunk.

want something?" My voice

"Yes!"

the wall and lowered his

did not want to push him away; Instead, I wanted to respond to him. I was extremely attracted to him.

How ironic!

supposed to be like this. I reminded

felt as if I

wolf. Eva's desire to be more intimate with Blake,

Blake's hoarse voice sounded in my ear, "Aren't

head and said self-mockingly, "Why should I

was my mate, and we were so intimate.

did you do

none of your business!" I dared

my business. Are you really going

you mad at

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

don't you tell him?" I looked at him

My mother refused!" There was frustration and hatred in