My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV
I was stunned. I raised my eyes and gawked at Blake. "Why would you say that? We are mates. We are blessed by the Moon
Goddess. Of course, our love will not change."
"I know. I'm just afraid that something might happen in the future," Blake said ambiguously.
I sighed and continued to lean against his shoulder. I said, "Whatever it is, we will face it together."
"I'm so glad that you can think like this." Blake reached out and stroked my long hair.
I did not know why he became so sentimental.
The news that Blake was going to get married had already caused an uproar throughout Sayreville. Moreover, the business
elites in New York were honored to receive his invitation.
The location was settled, and the grand ceremony was in place.
I didn't have time to think about work. Melinda was happy for me and gave me a long vacation. She asked me to focus on the
wedding for now and get back to work after that.
Moreover, both my kids were excited about the wedding.
They had heard of the wedding from Patricia and ran joyfully around me. Then each of them clung to one of my legs, and they
looked up. They asked happily, "Mommy, are you going to marry Daddy?"
I pinched Hedwig's rosy cheeks and replied, "Yes. You always want me and your daddy to get married, right? Now your dream
has come true. Are you happy about it?"
"Yes! I'm so happy." Hedwig had a big smile on her face, and her eyes were like a crescent moon.
Noah remained cool and asked, "Mommy, has daddy proposed? Did he get you a diamond ring? Was it big and shiny?"
Noah sounded like an adult. I pulled a wry face. "Noah, maybe you should pay more attention to the wedding, not the diamond
ring."
"I heard that when a man falls in love with a woman, he will give her a big diamond ring, as big as an egg," Noah babbled.

I laughed hard. I was amused by Noah's serious yet adorable face.
"Who would wear a diamond ring the size of an egg? Noah, why don't you ask your daddy if he has prepared such a big and
shiny diamond for me?" I teased Noah to give Blake a hard time because I was sure their conversation would be funny.
Seeing me teasing him, Noah crossed his arms in front of his chest, snorting, "I won't. I'm not the one who is going to marry
Daddy."
I burst out laughing again.
Hedwig said joyfully, "Mommy, what are Noah and I going to do during the wedding? Are we just going to watch you get married?
Will it be boring?"
I comforted, "Hedwig, you and Noah will be the flower bearer and ring bearer, OK? You two are perfect for this job."
"That's great! I like being a flower bearer!" Hedwig immediately said.
The kids would not let me go, and my jaw was sore from laughing. And they just kept making me laugh.
In the afternoon Blake returned from his work. Patricia asked him to come home, as he and I were going to the bridal shop.
Blake and I went without the kids. Perhaps Blake thought that they were too noisy.
My wedding dress was ready long ago and was kept in the shop. When I put on the white wedding dress, my heart was filled
with excitement and joy.
I never thought that I would put on a wedding dress. After I gave birth to the kids, I thought I would stay single for the rest of my
life and bring them up alone.
But no one could tell about the future. I found my kids a father who loved them deeply, and I became his beautiful bride.
Blake crossed his legs lazily, like an emperor, and sat on the sofa, waiting for me.
They pulled the curtains of the fitting room, then, I walked out in a dreamy white wedding dress.
The six-meter-long tail of the dress dragged across the ground. My hair was not done yet, but I was already stunned when I saw
myself in the mirror.

I felt Blake's burning gaze upon me.
"How do I look?" Blake stared at me without saying a word. A little embarrassed, I asked his opinion.
"Wonderful." Blake's voice was a bit hoarse. "You're beautiful. Who picked the dress?"
"Me! And Patricia liked it too!" I looked smug.
The shop assistant beside me praised, "Ms. Wyatt has a great figure. The dress suits her perfectly. She is so fair and looks
gorgeous in it."
"That's right. I haven't seen such a beautiful bride in a long time. Ms. Wyatt, you're so lucky."
I knew that was what professional shop assistants should say, and they would give similar compliments to every bride who came
to try on their wedding dresses.
It still felt great, though. But the most satisfying thing for me was the way Blake looked at me.
His lips curled up. "It seems that both you and Patricia have great taste. I like it too."
I nodded. "OK. Do you want to try on your suit?"
Blake shook his head. "No need. I look good in any suit as long as it fits."
Blake had always been confident in his figure, and I had to admit that he was right about it.
It seemed that managing one's figure could be a challenge. Staying in shape, it seemed, was worth the challenge.
After trying out the wedding dress, I got back in the car with Blake. I thought he would send me home. Instead, he took me to the
company.
We went up in his private elevator. As the doors closed, he pressed his lips to mine. Then he gently took control over me with his
muscular body.
I was a little surprised at first, and then, I responded to his passion.
I leaned against his chest and asked while panting, "Why did you bring me here?"

Blake whispered to my ears in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?" I had figured out his purpose and blushed instantly.
By the time we got to his office, he was so turned on. Blake pinned me to the sofa, impatient to get to the lounge.
I looked at the blue sky outside the window and asked, "Not here. What if someone sees us?"
"They'd have to build it higher than my office building to watch us," Blake smirked and sounded confident.
I raised the corners of my mouth and chuckled. Indeed, there was no other building higher than this.