My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV
The parlor of the lakeside villa was brightly lit.
As I entered the door, I saw Patricia sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.
It was late, the kids must be asleep.
I had mixed feelings when facing Patricia.
We had been getting along very well. Patricia was a nice person who cared for her family.
It was a pity that we couldn't become a family.
"Ms. Wyatt, have a seat. We need to talk," Patricia put down the cup and said to me.
I nodded, and then I sat on the sofa next to me. Dowen asked a servant to bring me a cup of coffee.
"Blake has told you everything, right? I can only say sorry about this. You are not wrong, but we are not wrong either. Blake's
mother left her two children and married your father. In any case, I hate your father and Blake's mother. They are selfish,"
Patricia said calmly.
I nodded. "I know. This is more than right or wrong. I understand."
"So, I didn't mean to ask you to leave Blake. I hope we can reach an agreement. After all, you have two kids with Blake. You can
make requests..."
I raised my head and looked at Patricia. "There's none!"
"Not even money?" Patricia was a little surprised by my answer.
"No!" I said firmly. "I want nothing from you. I will go to see my father tomorrow. I want to see what kind of person he is and why
he hurt you."
"He is not a bad guy. On the contrary, he must be a very nice and attractive man, or why would Blake's mother give up
everything just to be with him?" Patricia said sarcastically.

"I'll go see him anyway. Grandma... No, I think I should call you Patricia. You and Blake have been kind to me, and I appreciate
it. I have got a new place to live. I will move out. I hope you will give me a few more days," I said, fighting back my grief.
"Alright. You have three days. What about the kids?" Patricia sighed.
"Let them decide for themselves. If they want to live here, I won't have any objections!" I was depressed.
"If they want to come to you, I won't stand in their way either. After all, you are their mother. But... You and Blake won't work out!"
Patricia was gone, but her words lingered in my mind, breaking my heart.
Everything would have been perfect if I had not been Halsey's daughter. My mate would have been the Lycan King, and I had
two lovely kids.
I turned and went upstairs. It was a hard day, and Hedwig even threatened us with a hunger strike. I wondered if the kids had a
good dinner tonight.
I came to the second floor. Blake was half reclining before the study door, a glass of wine in his hand.
My heart beat faster at the sight of Blake.
He was my mate. Though we couldn't be together, my wolf and I still couldn't stop missing him and loving him.
I warned myself to suppress my love for him, and then I turned and headed to my room.
Blake blocked my way. I looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Cathy..." Maybe he was drunk. His voice was very gentle.
"You want something?" My voice was calm.
"Yes!"
Blake suddenly pushed me against the wall and lowered his head to kiss me.
I did not want to push him away; Instead, I wanted to respond to him. I was extremely attracted to him. We were meant to be
together.
How ironic!

No... It was not supposed to be like this. I reminded myself.
His kisses intoxicated me, and I felt as if I had lost all my strength.
I could feel my wolf. Eva's desire to be more intimate with Blake, our mate, made it difficult for me to control myself.
I didn't know how much time had passed till Blake's hoarse voice sounded in my ear, "Aren't you angry?"
I lowered my head and said self-mockingly, "Why should I be angry? I don't hate it."
He was my mate, and we were so intimate. I felt warm inside.
"What did you do today?" Blake roared.
"It's none of your business!" I dared not to look at him.
"You're right. It's none of my business. Are you really going to move in with Harley?" He looked madder.
"What if I say yes? Are you mad at me?" I raised my head.
Blake was silent for a few seconds, and then he suddenly roared in a low voice, "Go and tell your father to divorce my mother!"
"Why don't you tell him?" I looked at him in surprise.
"I did. My mother refused!" There was frustration and hatred in Blake's tone.
"What else did you do that you hadn't told me about, Blake? Don't you think... You owe me the truth?"
Blake did not answer me. "Whatever I did was never meant to hurt you and you knew it!"
"Yes, that's right. You would never hurt me. But you won't love me either, right?" I held back my tears.
"I still love you. I will keep my love for you right here!" Blake grabbed my hand and put it over his heart.
His heart was beating fast. I could feel his love for me, and my body began to feel hot.
"Blake, is it that if I get my father to divorce, we will have a chance to be together?" I knew there was despair in my voice.
Blake kissed me again.

My soul seemed to have left my body. I sat on the bed and thought that there was no way I could sleep tonight.
What Blake did to me in the corridor was overwhelming, and I didn't want to push him away.
My body was honest, and my heart was as well.
I loved him, and I could tell that Blake and his wolf loved me, too. They were so anxious to express their love for me.
Blake was trying hard to restrain himself, but I could still feel it because we were each other's mates.
What should I do?
I realized that I was not as strong as I had thought.
Blake told me to talk to my father and get my father to divorce his mother. Was it possible? Was it realistic?
Should I sacrifice my own father's happiness for my own?
Wouldn't it be too selfish?
Perhaps I should go and see the father I never saw after I was born.