My Mate Has Two Wolves

Chapter 210

Blake's POV

When I got off work in the afternoon, I called Catherine and asked her out for dinner tonight. There would be no kids. It would be justand her.

Catherine agreed.

I went to her company in my car, picked her up, and we went in the direction of the restaurant.

Sitting in the car, I looked out the window, as if I had forgotten that she was also in the car.

Catherine took the initiative to cto my side and asked, "What's on your mind?"

I turned my head around. Her eyes flickered as lights and shadows flashed across them. Looking at her eyes, I felt that my mind was a mess.

"Nothing!" I got annoyed for no reason. At the sight of her charming eyes, I recalled the fact that she was the daughter of the Fox family that I had kissed when I was a child. I could not calm myself down.

Catherine had always been sensitive, and she seemed to have sensed something, so she simply sat up straight and stopped disturbing me.

Maybe humans were just awkward creatures. I felt upset when she approached me. However, when she got away from me, I felt empty and wanted to reach out to hug her.

"I'm thinking about your parents." I reached out and pulled her straight body into my arms forcefully.

I kissed her on the head and said, "You must be very upset. Are you better now?"

Catherine nodded and said, "Yes. I never saw them, so I wasn't that upset."

"I'm glad to hear that. Just know that withand the kids, you'll be happy, and your life will be wonderful." I couldn't help but kiss her forehead. Feeling her body trembling, I said in a low voice, "Cathy, I will love you wholeheartedly."

"You seem moody today. What's wrong?" Catherine asked with confusion.

I turned my gaze away, not wanting her to see the complicated emotions in my eyes. I said, "Nothing. I just feel that one never knows what's going to happen in the next second, and we should cherish the ones we love. Life is short, so we have to seize the day."

Catherine was stunned, and then she chuckled. "What makes you think that? Is it because of my parents?"

"Yes. You were so sad on the phone. It madefeel that we should always be there for our kids. I don't want them to feel lonely and sad!" I looked at her again.

Catherine smiled again, "Blake, I always thought that you were not a sentimental man. You surprise me."

When she said that, I suddenly realized that what I said just now didn't sound likeat all.

"In other people's eyes, I'm not a person who would say such things, but you are different. You are the closest person to me. I will hold nothing back from you. Of course, I will share negative emotions with you as well. Will you be bored?" I smiled self-mockingly.

"Of course not!" Catherine shook her head. "In fact, it makesfeel closer to you. You are no longer that high and mighty Lycan King anymore. The more down-to-earth you are, the closer I'll feel to you."

I looked at her strangely. How could she like this side of me?

I hated it the most when I was negative.

"Will you likewhatever I am?" I asked her.

"Yes! Whatever you are. And what about me? Will you still likeif someday I beca blabbermouth and talk about nothing besides trivial matters of life?" Catherine blinked and asked me.

I nodded and answered seriously, "Yes. My feelings for you will not change no matter what!"

"What if one day we turn against each other? Will you still have feelings for me?" Catherine asked curiously. Clearly, it was a joke.

But I was stunned.

Catherine blinked while looking atand waiting for my answer.

"Do you think we will be enemies?" I asked, not wanting to answer her question.

Catherine instantly chuckled. "Don't get mad. I was just joking with you. How could we become enemies?"

I looked at her smiling face and couldn't help but feel agitated. I lifted her chin and kissed her lips in an overbearing manner.

Catherine tensed up, but neither did she break free nor did she take the initiative. She just letget my way.

I kissed her lips, but my heart was filled with sadness. At last, I let go of her chin.

When we arrived at the restaurant, I got out of the car, but I didn't take the initiative to hold her hand as usual.

The elevator doors opened. I stepped in and looked at her, who was still standing in a daze. I said in a low voice, "Why aren't you coming in?"

Catherine trembled, and then she stepped in hurriedly.

She deliberately stood behind me.

As soon as I entered, someone cover to greet me, bowing as he sentto a private room on the second floor.

Catherine followed me. Neither of us said anything on the way. Then we entered the restaurant and sat down.

I handed the menu to her. "Help yourself."

Catherine took it and casually ordered three dishes.

A waitress, who was standing aside, took her orders and then looked at me, waiting for my orders.

I ordered two dishes and handed the menu to the waitress.

Catherine held a glass in her hands and took a sip. Then she looked atand asked, "Did something happen to you?"

"No!" I froze. I thought I hid my emotions pretty well, yet now it seemed that I was wrong.

"But I think something is bothering you. Can you tell me?" Catherine suddenly reached out and wanted to touch the back of my hand.

"I'm fine, really. Maybe I've been too busy with work lately, and I'm a bit worn out." I used work as an excuse.

"Then get srest while you can. Don't exhaust yourself!" Catherine said.

"I know. I'm sorry that I let the negative emotions get to me, and you were affected as well. I was supposed to comfort you today!" I said with sself-blame.

Catherine shook her head. "I'm fine. I don't need any comfort. I just feel a bit lost. I've been thinking about what my biological parents look like recently. Now it seems that I don't need to think about anything."

Hearing that, I felt a little uneasy.

"If you really want to know, I can have someone investigate again," I said casually.

Catherine shook her head and said, "Forget it. It's over now. I'm done getting my hopes up. If I hadn't been curious, I wouldn't have been so lost today."

I heaved a sigh of relief secretly and patted her on the shoulder. "Alright. You won't be lonely with me and the kids accompanying you."

Catherine nodded and said, "OK!"

When the food was served, I had already been in a better mood, because Catherine was no longer obsessed with knowing about her biological parents.