My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV
It was early the next morning.
When I woke up, I saw Noah and Hedwig on my bed.
They lay on the bed, blinking and watching me sleep.
"Mommy, did we wake you up?" Hedwig asked.
I sat up from the bed. "Why are you two up so early?"
"Mommy, have you and daddy made up?" Hedwig asked without answering my question.
Noah, who was lying beside her, sighed like an adult, " Looks like they haven't. Didn't my plan work yesterday? No way! Daddy
should have been jealous by now."
Noah's words left me a little speechless. I knew it. Of course, Noah didn't want me to be with Harley.
What Noah said yesterday was just to piss Blake off.
"Noah, Hedwig, drop this, OK? Don't make your daddy mad."
Blake looked so tired and painful last night. How could I go on to hurt him?
Hedwig's eyes widened. "Really? Will daddy leave us?"
Noah patted Hedwig on the head. "You are so stupid! Daddy is so much better than that! He will be just fine."
They started to quarrel again. Then, I coaxed them, "Enough! Anyway, be good, and don't mess with your daddy again. It's not
just his fault. It's my fault, too. Leave it to us, OK?"
"Mommy, will you two work things out? Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up! Otherwise, I don't even want to go to school!"
Hedwig looked at me with her big eyes.
I sighed. Then, I said, "Maybe we can. But it takes time!"
The kids did not ask further. They went down for breakfast and then went to school.

I sat on the bed and was not in the mood for breakfast.
Anyway, Dowen was taking care of them, and Emerson and Patricia were also there for them. I had nothing to worry about.
At around ten o'clock, I heard footsteps coming from the corridor. I opened the door and saw Dowen leading a man toward
Blake's room.
The man was the pack's doctor. I had seen him before.
Was Blake sick?
I wanted to walk over.
No, I couldn't. I warned myself.
I turned around and walked toward my room.
Could we still care about each other?
When Blake was sick, someone would take care of him. I guessed I didn't need to worry.
I was on my way out. I had got things to deal with at work.
As I reached the stairs, Dowen suddenly stopped me and said, "Ms. Wyatt, please wait!"
I turned to look at Dowen and asked, "What is it?"
"King Blake is ill and won't take his medicine. Ms. Wyatt, will you talk to him?" Dowen looked concerned.
Blake wouldn't take his medicine? That was funny.
"I'm not sure if I can help with anything." I didn't think I was still important to him that he would listen to me.
"Ms. Wyatt. Please. I'm begging you!" Dowen said sincerely.
I nodded. "OK. I'll give it a try."
Dowen and the doctor left the room. There was only me and Blake.
I went in and saw him lying on the bed with his back to the door. The curtains were shut, and the light was on.

There was a glass of water and pills on the nightstand.
"Why don't you take your medicine?" Blake had his back to me, and I hesitated.
Blake turned his head. "Do you still care about me?"
"Didn't you see that Dowen was worried about you?" I blamed him.
Blake lowered his head. "I'm not gonna die, it's just a fever."
I felt an inexplicable pain in my heart. What did he do to himself? He was always healthy. How did he get sick?
It made me mad to see Blake doing this to himself. "Fine. Go ahead and torture yourself."
"Don't go..." Blake pulled me and begged. "I'll take the pills if you ask me to."
I was amused, watching him act like a child.
"Suit yourself!" I glared at him.
Blake approached me. "Cathy, you still care about me, right?"
"Just take the pills. I still have to go to work!" I said impatiently.
Then, he took the pills.
I had mixed feelings watching him taking the pills.
We would be so happy now if we were married.
However, we were like strangers and my care for him only made me feel pathetic.
Blake looked me in the eye and asked, "When are you going to see your father? Do you need me to go with you?"
"No. I will go myself!" I knew how much Black hated Halsey.
"Alright, I will wait for the result!"
I had mixed feelings. What kind of daughter would persuade her father to divorce?

How wicked I would be if I destroyed the happy life between Halsey and Blake's mother.
"I don't know what will happen. We should calm down and be prepared for any outcome." Then, I left quickly.
I didn't dare to look at Blake's reaction.
I drove to the office. I was about to enter the lobby when I saw a silver sports car dart past and pull up behind my car.
The car door was suddenly pushed open. Leo got out of the car and stood in front of me.
"Why are you here?" I turned to look around. Fortunately, there weren't many people in the parking lot at this time.
"I have something to ask you." Leo stared at me.
I nodded. "We shouldn't be talking here. Why don't we have lunch together? My treat."
"Let's go now! Get in the car!" Leo reached out to pull me.
I was startled, and I took a step back. Then I said anxiously, "Leo, I will tell you about what happened. Don't be like this!"
Leo turned and sat in his sports car.
I opened the door to my car and sat in, gesturing for him to drive while I followed behind him.
Leo led the way. Finally, he stopped at the entrance of a private bar. After getting out of the car, he stood under the sunlight and
looked at me.
I got out of the car. I looked up at the sign and frowned. Why did he take me to a place like this?
But anyway, I knew I had to explain this to Leo, or he would blame me just like Blake did.
When I stepped into the bar, I found there were no customers inside. Maybe it was not business hours, since it was noon.
"Boss..."
I was surprised. This was Leo's bar.