My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

After returning to the hotel, I took a shower and had a video call with Noah and Hedwig.

"Mommy, are you having fun there? Did you miss me?" Hedwig cried.

I looked at the tears in Hedwig's eyes and felt bad.

"Hedwig, don't cry. I miss you, too!" I comforted Hedwig.

"Mommy, when will you come back? I miss you so much!" said Hedwig.

"Hedwig, I will be back soon. Hang out with Patricia for a few days, OK?" I said.

"Patricia said that daddy went on a business trip, too. I miss him so much. Mommy, do you miss him?" Hedwig

asked.

I turned around and saw Blake leaning against the room door. Then I laughed and said, "No! I don't."

Blake's face darkened at once.

"Mommy, you are so cruel. I called daddy, and he said he missed you. But you don't miss him! He will be so sad."

Hedwig looked unhappy.

I laughed out loud.

I didn't dare to tell Hedwig the truth. Blake was standing behind me. Why would I need to miss him?

The camera tilted, and Noah's handsome face appeared on the screen.

Noah stared at the screen. He said, "Mommy, just relax for a few days. You don't have to miss us so much. You can

come back after you feel better."

I knew Noah was the one who understood me the most. I nodded. "OK. I want to take the chance to relax. Take care

of Hedwig for me, and don't make her mad, alright?"

"Mommy, it's time for stupid Hedwig to learn to grow up. Stop spoiling her!" Noah said.

"Bad Noah!" Hedwig's voice came from the side.

"Mommy, if you meet a handsome man, you can date him. Just ignore daddy's feelings. He doesn't want us

anymore anyway," Noah said seriously.

I chuckled. Indeed, Noah treated me the best. He even asked me to go on a date with a handsome man.

"OK, I will. I will hang out with a handsome man!" I laughed and looked at Blake.

There was one with me right now, only that he had a sullen face.

"Really? Mommy, have fun. I won't ruin your date. I'll hang up." After Noah finished speaking, he hung up.

I put down my phone, then I heard Blake with a mad tone, "You want to date a handsome guy?"

I grinned. Then I got up, slowly walked to him, and said, "You are a handsome guy. We are dating now, aren't we?"

"I got nothing from suffering the pain of the tattoo today. You actually want to date another man!" Blake glared at

me.

Then he turned around and walked to the sofa in the living room.

I followed him to the sofa and sat down. I reached out to hold his arm and asked, "Are you mad?"

"I will kick Noah out after we go back. I don't want him anymore," Blake said with a cold face.

I was amused by his words. I comforted him quickly, "Don't be mad. Noah was joking. Can't you tell?"

"Was that supposed to be funny? You knew that I would be jealous and angry, but you did it anyway. Catherine, do

you care about me?" Blake pulled me into his arms, and he bit my lips hard.

I blinked and answered seriously, "Can't you feel my love?"

"Then tell me the password of your phone," he said.

I was stunned. I didn't expect Blake to ask for my password. Did he already try it when Leo sent me a message

today?

I thought Blake would let this slide.

"Are you still thinking about that text? I didn't reply." I hoped the thing could go away. I didn't know Leo would text

me.

"I just called him," said Blake.

"What?" My heart almost stopped beating. Blake called Leo? Damn! Would Blake know everything?

"But that bastard didn't say a word. Is he a mute or what?" Blake cursed.

I was relieved. Of course, Leo didn't dare to answer.

"Blake, don't call him anymore, OK? I promise. You are the only person I love. I will never fall in love with anyone no

matter what." I knew that Blake felt insecure when it came to relationships.

Therefore, I had to make myself clear, so he might stop thinking nonsense.

He pressed his lips against my forehead and whispered, "Don't blame me for being so overbearing. I only realized

how selfish and controlling I am after I met you. I hate to see other men contact you. Promise me that you won't let

me worry from now on."

I raised my chin and bit his lips. I said, "Don't worry. It won't happen again."

"I ordered room service. I'm going to take a bath now." Blake's voice was a little hoarse.

I nodded.

Not long after, a waiter pushed a dining cart in. He placed the food on the table and left.

I was very happy to see that Blake had ordered a bottle of wine.

I poured half a glass of wine and walked to the balcony, looking at the beautiful night scene.

I had mixed feelings, including worry. I didn't know how Leo felt after listening to what Blake had said.

I hoped Leo understood. I hoped he could stop texting me and caring about me. I was afraid to talk to Leo in

private.

"What's wrong? Why are you in a daze?" Blake came over, and I could smell the scent of body wash from him.

He leaned over, putting one of his hands on my waist and kissing my ear gently.

"Nothing!" I quickly raised my head and drank up the wine. I turned around and looked up at Blake.

He just had a shower, so his hair was still dripping with water. His body exuded a masculine aura.

I was a little stunned. Then I put my arms around Blake's neck. I pressed my lips to his. There was his reflection in

my eyes.

"'Blake, you are so handsome." I didn't praise him often, but that didn't mean I didn't love him. On the contrary, my

love for him was so intense that I dared not say it out loud.

"You only realize it now?" Blake laughed.

Then he pressed the back of my head and kissed me fiercely.

He whispered, "Don't you think it's a bit late? I've always looked like this. Why didn't you say that before?"

I smiled, "I always felt that way. But I was shy to say it since we weren't so close back then."

"Then do you want me to say something nice to you? Catherine, you are so beautiful, especially your eyes. I

remember that I saw you when I was very young. At that time, you were a one-month-old baby with a pair of very

beautiful big eyes. I am so glad that Hedwig got your eyes," Blake said with a smile.

I was surprised. I said, "You saw me? Really?"

"Yes. At that time, I was only six years old. Our families were on good terms. I came to your birthday party, and you

were lying in a little heart-shaped cradle if I remember correctly," Blake recalled.

I listened to him while putting my face on his chest, and I never wanted to leave him again.