My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I spent some time with the two kids for a while. Then I put Hedwig to sleep and went to take a bath.

When I got out of the shower, I heard the sound of a car in the garden, and I knew it was Blake.

I put on my pajamas and left the room to look for him. The moment I went to the balcony, I saw him

standing there alone. With a cigarette in his hand, he seemed worried.

I looked at the cigarette in his hand and asked, "Why are you still smoking this late at night? Is

something bothering you?"

There was a smile in his voice. "Do you care about me?"

I was a little helpless. I said, "Yes. What happened to you?"

"Nothing. I was just thinking about work." As he spoke, he pressed the cigarette against an ashtray

aside.

Since it was about work, my hands were tied, though I wanted to help him.

"It's late. Go to bed!" I didn't know what else to say.

"Cathy!" Blake suddenly stopped me.

"Yeah?" I stopped and looked back.

He suddenly stepped forward and hugged me firmly.

"I'm so happy that you care about me."

He got happy easily. I suddenly found that he was a bit childish.

Only kids could be this content easily.

"I'm glad to hear that," I could only answer in a low voice.

Blake suddenly let go of me. His fingers gently pinched my chin, and he kissed me on the lips.

There was a hint of fragrance in his breath, and his kiss was a bit overbearing.

I froze. I could tell that he was troubled by something.

"Blake, what's wrong?" I felt a little uneasy. I gently pushed him away and asked, "What happened to

you?"

"I just want to kiss you badly." Blake avoided my gaze and held me tightly in his arms again.

I leaned against his chest and was a little confused for a moment.

After holding me for a while, he let go of me and said, "Go to sleep. You will be busier tomorrow!"

"OK. You should go to sleep, too. Good night!" I looked at him one last time. Something was off.

The next day, I was still working on the front line. Under Melinda's guidance, I became an all-rounder.

The lighting technician was making final adjustments, and some other staff were making final checks.

"Catherine, someone wants to see you," suddenly, a man ran over and called out to me.

I instructed the lighting technician and ran out of the offstage. I asked the man, "Who is it?"

"She is outside the door. She is gorgeous!"

I frowned. "Gorgeous woman? Who could it be?"

I hurriedly ran out of the door. Under the sunlight, I saw a woman, who looked innocent and pure. With

her light makeup, fair skin, and great figure, she looked stunning.

"Excuse me. Who are you?" I asked, sizing her up.

"I'm Emily, Emily Chavez," the woman introduced herself.

I was slightly stunned. I asked, "Chavez? Are you a member of the royal pack? What is your

relationship with Blake?"

Emily said coldly, "I am his first love, his ex-girlfriend."

When I heard her words, my heart immediately sank.

"What is it? He never mentioned me to you? Well, that makes sense. I'm special to him. He didn't

mention me, because he was worried that you would be jealous." Emily chuckled.

Clearly, she was provoking me.

"What do you want?" I wasn't interested in her history with Blake. I asked her in a cold voice.

"I want you to leave Blake. He doesn't love you. I was the first woman he had a crush on. I'm sure he

still remembers the good times we had together. Do you know how long we've been in love? Six years.

We've been together for six years. I know him well, and I'm better for him than you are." Emily's words

were like a knife, stabbing my chest.

I finally moved on and was in love with Blake. And now, I was caught off guard by the sudden blow, and

I froze.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid? Why would I believe you?" I said sarcastically.

Emily blinked innocently. "Why wouldn't you? I don't have to lie to you."

"Well, for the sake of argument, let's say that you didn't lie to me. You said it yourself. You're his ex-

girlfriend. You're not his ex-wife, OK? He was not married, and he hadn't married before. We met when

he was single, and we fell in love. I don't think this has anything to do with you being his ex-girlfriend. If

you're here to provoke me, forget it. To be blunt, I am unconcerned. You can't provoke me," I said

disapprovingly.

Emily's expression changed drastically.

"So what if he likes you now? It's just a fling. It doesn't mean that he loves you. You're not his mate,

right? He may have called you his girlfriend, but did he mark you?" Emily's words became harsher.

I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked like I was not to be outdone. "At least he likes me.

He gets over you. He has no feelings for you anymore. Don't embarrass yourself."

"You're so shameless. I treat you with great patience, yet you are so ungrateful. You won't know your

place till I snatch Blake away. Is that right?" Emily was furious.

Her words made me frustrated. I had never seen such an arrogant woman before. What was she

thinking? She made it sound like she could take Blake from me as long as that was what she wanted.

I sneered. I raised my chin slightly, looked at her disdainfully, and imitated her tone, saying, "Try it if you

have the guts. But I don't think you'll get what you want."

"OK! Sit tight. We'll see!" Emily said angrily.

"I'm waiting already," I said bluntly.

Emily turned around and was about to leave. Then she turned back and glared at me. "Did you know

that I slept with him?"

I felt a chill in my heart when I heard what she said.

Emily looked at me with a smug smile.

I clenched my fists tightly. I was like a volcano, wanting to explode at any moment.

I didn't know why I suddenly cared about this.

But the unbearable pain in my heart spread to every nerve that I had, reminding me of the fact. Yes, I

cared.

Blake, you lied to me?

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