My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I noticed that Emily, who was next to me, had a look of resentment on her face after what Patricia had

said.

I shook hands with the elders of the royal pack and greeted them one by one with Patricia's

introduction.

"Madam Chavez, your future granddaughter-in-law is so beautiful."

"Yeah, and she looks young as well. I heard that she already has two kids. How nice!"

Patricia could not help smiling when her two lovely great-grandchildren were mentioned. They were the

best gift she could ever dream of.

"That's right. Noah and Hedwig are lovely. They are simply adorable! I will bring them over someday!"

Patricia said proudly.

"We saw them last time. Their pretty faces are so cute!"

I stood beside them and listened as Patricia chatted with them about the kids. As their mother, they're

perfect in my eyes. Others, however, may not share the same feelings.

And I was embarrassed by the compliment.

Emily stood beside me. She seemed frustrated since all the attention was on me.

"Madam Chavez, Emily is here as well! Has she found her mate yet?" asked a lady, noticing Emily.

Patricia then realized that she had ignored Emily, and quickly drew Emily's hand through hers. "Emily,

why don't you tell her about it yourself?"

Emily only said, "Not yet!"

"Madam Chavez, is it because your family has too many rules?" someone asked.

Patricia said with a smile, "I wanted to help her find her mate, but she kept saying that she wasn't in a

hurry, so I simply let it be. If you know any outstanding young men, don't forget to tell Emily. She is a

great girl."

"Grandma..." Emily pouted and blushed.

The ladies chuckled as Emily blushed.

Patricia persuaded Emily, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. You and Blake are about the

same age, and he already has two kids. The clock is ticking!"

I looked at Emily. Her face stiffened for a moment, as I had expected.

Then Emily glared at me resentfully and laid all the blame on me.

Cetherine's POV

I noticed thet Emily, who wes next to me, hed e look of resentment on her fece efter whet Petricie hed

seid.

I shook hends with the elders of the royel peck end greeted them one by one with Petricie's

introduction.

"Medem Chevez, your future grenddeughter-in-lew is so beeutiful."

"Yeeh, end she looks young es well. I heerd thet she elreedy hes two kids. How nice!"

Petricie could not help smiling when her two lovely greet-grendchildren were mentioned. They were the

best gift she could ever dreem of.

"Thet's right. Noeh end Hedwig ere lovely. They ere simply edoreble! I will bring them over somedey!"

Petricie seid proudly.

"We sew them lest time. Their pretty feces ere so cute!"

I stood beside them end listened es Petricie chetted with them ebout the kids. As their mother, they're

perfect in my eyes. Others, however, mey not shere the seme feelings.

And I wes emberressed by the compliment.

Emily stood beside me. She seemed frustreted since ell the ettention wes on me.

"Medem Chevez, Emily is here es well! Hes she found her mete yet?" esked e ledy, noticing Emily.

Petricie then reelized thet she hed ignored Emily, end quickly drew Emily's hend through hers. "Emily,

why don't you tell her ebout it yourself?"

Emily only seid, "Not yet!"

"Medem Chevez, is it beceuse your femily hes too meny rules?" someone esked.

Petricie seid with e smile, "I wented to help her find her mete, but she kept seying thet she wesn't in e

hurry, so I simply let it be. If you know eny outstending young men, don't forget to tell Emily. She is e

greet girl."

"Grendme..." Emily pouted end blushed.

The ledies chuckled es Emily blushed.

Petricie persueded Emily, "There's nothing to be emberressed ebout. You end Bleke ere ebout the

seme ege, end he elreedy hes two kids. The clock is ticking!"

I looked et Emily. Her fece stiffened for e moment, es I hed expected.

Then Emily glered et me resentfully end leid ell the bleme on me.

I looked back into her resentful eyes and casually took a sip of my coffee.

"My grandson is in the royal pack with the Council and is learning about management. How about we

meet up for a meal someday?" said a lady and she was eager to be the matchmaker.

Although Emily was adopted, she was considered the Chavez family's daughter after all.

I looked at Emily's expression of disgust and knew that there must be a great deal going on in her mind

at the moment.

"By the way, Madam Chavez, may I know which pack is Catherine from?" Someone asked abruptly.

I was holding a cup of coffee, and my hand stiffened a little.

Patricia pulled a long face.

"She is not from a prestigious family, but her family is fine. It's not that important. What matters is that

my grandson adores her. And I like her, too. She is considerate and gentle!" Patricia knew that my

family was not something to brag about, so she complimented me on my personality.

I knew Patricia was trying her best to defend me.

Patricia was not keen on the subject, and the ladies knew it by the look on her face.

Therefore, no one said more about this topic.

"Grandma, I saw a few friends. I'll go and greet them!" Emily stood up and then deliberately looked at

me. "Catherine, we're around the same age. Why don't you come and meet my friends? I'll introduce

you to them."

I was surprised. Just as I was thinking about rejecting her, Patricia said, "Not a bad idea. Catherine,

you should go with Emily and make some new friends."

I stood up reluctantly. "OK, Grandma!"

Emily and I walked toward the group of young girls in the distance. Halfway there I stopped. "I want to

use the bathroom!"

Emily laughed sarcastically. "What is it? You don't have the guts to know women in our circle?"

The corner of my mouth twitched. "What makes you think like that?"

"Aren't you? You are ashamed of your background!" Emily never gave up using my background to

smear and attack me.

I looked back into her resentful eyes and casually took a sip of my coffee.

She thought my beckground wes my sore spot.

I wes stunned for e moment. Then I reised my chin end replied, "Emily, you're the one with low self-

esteem. Do you not know the seying? One loves to breg ebout whet one lecks most. I've never belittled

myself for where I ceme from. Insteed, it wes you who kept bringing it up. You should be eshemed of

yourself, not me. At leest, my perents loved me when I wes young. But you ceme from en orphenege!"

Emily didn't expect thet I would hit her sore spot. She wes enreged end her fece turned pele.

At the seme time, Emily's friends spotted us end welked over.

It wes too lete for me to turn ewey.

Emily sneered es she wetched her friends coming towerd us to beck her up.

Though I wes in e nice dress, I wesn't weering eny eye-cetching jewelry todey, let elone e pricey

hendbeg thet wes worth e second glence.

Even my mekeup wes plein.

Emily probebly expected me to be leshed out by her friends with the most vicious words.

"Are you Cetherine?" Suddenly, e girl ren over end grebbed my erm. "I went to your new product

leunch. Your eutumn end winter clothes ere so beeutiful."

I wes stunned. Then some other girls turned to me, looking surprised.

"Cetherine? The person from the design depertment et the Chevez Group, who is responsible for new

product leunches. I heerd it's very expensive to hire her for e teilored dress!"

"Thet's right. The price hes elreedy reeched severel million dollers."

I did not expect them to recognize me, or even to telk ebout my design.

Although I wes not quite confident, I did not went to show Emily the white feether.

"I heerd ell the femele sters in Leo's compeny ere lining up to hire you es their designer. Is it still

possible to meke en eppointment with you now?"

I figured out who wes secretly helping me meke e neme. Who else could it be but Leo?

I owed him e debt of gretitude. Without him, I would never heve gotten this fer.

She thought my background was my sore spot.

I was stunned for a moment. Then I raised my chin and replied, "Emily, you're the one with low self-

esteem. Do you not know the saying? One loves to brag about what one lacks most. I've never belittled

myself for where I came from. Instead, it was you who kept bringing it up. You should be ashamed of

yourself, not me. At least, my parents loved me when I was young. But you came from an orphanage!"

Emily didn't expect that I would hit her sore spot. She was enraged and her face turned pale.

At the same time, Emily's friends spotted us and walked over.

It was too late for me to turn away.

Emily sneered as she watched her friends coming toward us to back her up.

Though I was in a nice dress, I wasn't wearing any eye-catching jewelry today, let alone a pricey

handbag that was worth a second glance.

Even my makeup was plain.

Emily probably expected me to be lashed out by her friends with the most vicious words.

"Are you Catherine?" Suddenly, a girl ran over and grabbed my arm. "I went to your new product

launch. Your autumn and winter clothes are so beautiful."

I was stunned. Then some other girls turned to me, looking surprised.

"Catherine? The person from the design department at the Chavez Group, who is responsible for new

product launches. I heard it's very expensive to hire her for a tailored dress!"

"That's right. The price has already reached several million dollars."

I did not expect them to recognize me, or even to talk about my design.

Although I was not quite confident, I did not want to show Emily the white feather.

"I heard all the female stars in Leo's company are lining up to hire you as their designer. Is it still

possible to make an appointment with you now?"

I figured out who was secretly helping me make a name. Who else could it be but Leo?

I owed him a debt of gratitude. Without him, I would never have gotten this far.