My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

Melinda asked tentatively, "Cathy, do you have feelings for Harley?"

I was stunned when I heard what she said. "No. What makes you ask?"

"I just felt that you cared about him a lot. Cathy, if King Blake finds out, will he be jealous?" Melinda

immediately said.

I replied seriously, "I swear. I don't have feelings for Harley. I just want to help him as a friend. Of

course, if Blake knew about this, he would be angry. That's why I want to ask you to help me invite

Harley."

"Well, I can make a call," Melinda said.

In the afternoon, Melinda knocked on the door and came in. She shrugged her shoulders and said

helplessly, "I have already reached out to Harley's agent and told him you wanted to invite Harley. But

Harley refused."

"I see." I was stunned at the response, but it kind of made sense. I knew Harley. He wasn't a man who

would disregard his principles in exchange for popularity.

"Are you going to call him yourself?" Melinda could not help but ask with concern.

I shook my head. "No need. He must have had his reasons for not coming."

"Alright." Melinda nodded.

After Melinda went out, I sighed softly. I wanted to help Harley, but he didn't accept the favor.

I pulled myself together and continued to work. Suddenly, an assistant knocked on the door and said,

"Catherine, there is a lady in the hall who wants to see you."

"Did she state herself?" I asked curiously.

"No, but she said she had something to say to you face to face."

I was even more curious. I looked at my half-done work. "Can you ask her to come up? I may not have

the time to go down."

"I'll go and check with her then." The assistant turned and left.

A few minutes later, the door of my office was knocked again. I didn't raise my head, thinking that it was

the assistant.

However, I was stunned for a few seconds when I saw an elegant lady who was blessed by time.

When I saw the woman, my heart skipped a beat.

"Are you Catherine? Hello, I am Blake's mother. My name is Abigail." She introduced herself as soon

as she came in.

When I heard that she was Blake's mother, I tensed up. Then I stood up and said anxiously, "Hello,

Abigail. What can I do for you?"

"Relax. I'm just here to visit you." Abigail casually sat down on the sofa. She glanced at my face. "Blake

hasn't found his mate, and I have been worried about him. Your presence is a great relief to me."

I had heard Blake talk about his mother, and it was because of her that he was especially violent when

he was drunk.

I had mixed feelings. Blake didn't want to see Abigail, yet she came to me. I guessed that I had no

choice but to confront her now.

"Is that so?" I forced a smile.

Abigail chuckled. "Did my son tell you everything about me?"

I froze again but soon nodded. "He has told me some things."

Abigail's face flashed with loneliness. "It seems that he likes you a lot. Please be more concerned

about him in the future. As a mother, I have neglected my duties. Not taking care of my sons has

always been the thing I feel most guilty about."

As an outsider, I couldn't fully understand Blake and Abigail's entanglements, so I stood awkwardly to

the side.

"I'm leaving. Don't tell him I came to see you, or he'll get angry." Abigail stood up and was about to

leave.

"Wait a minute!" I called out to her. "I might tell him."

Abigail turned to look at me in surprise.

I was a little nervous. "I see no reason to hide it from him. There's nothing illegal about you coming to

me, so, why can't we let him know? You are Blake's mother. Even though your relationship is on the

rocks, you shouldn't keep everything from each other."

Hearing that, Abigail smiled bitterly, "Do you have kids? If not, you won't know what I'm going through.

Please. Don't tell him."

I looked at her pleading eyes and didn't know what to do for a moment.

I wanted to tell her that I had kids, which was precisely the reason why I wanted to help her.

But I couldn't.

"If he didn't ask, I wouldn't say. If he did, I might tell him. Sorry!" I didn't want to get caught in the

middle.

Abigail was not angry. Instead, she smiled, "You are a straightforward girl. He is so lonely. It makes my

heart ache."

Hearing that, I asked in a moment of indiscretion, "If you care about him so much, why don't you try to

reconcile the hatred between you two?"

"I tried many times, but he never gave me a chance. I made a big mistake. I don't regret it. Maybe it's

all fate. I'm sure he will be happy with you by his side from now on." Abigail was emotional.

Her words made my heart heavy. I wanted to ask her something more, but I couldn't.

Abigail picked up her sunglasses, put them on, pushed the door open, and left.

I stood at my desk, stunned. I had mixed feelings.

I wanted to ask her why she abandoned her children and chose to betray her mate.

But the question was too heavy, and I wasn't in a position to ask. I could only remain silent.

Besides, she said that she did not regret it. I was sure that she had struggled a lot before jumping to

this conclusion.

Not long after Abigail left, Leo suddenly called me.

"It's my birthday the day after tomorrow. Bring Hedwig and Noah to me for dinner," Leo said leisurely on

the other end of the line.

"You'll have to ask Blake. It's no use asking me." I answered casually as well.

"What's wrong with the two of you? I just called Blake, and he told me to ask you. Now you want me to

ask him? What am I, a pushover? I only get to celebrate one birthday a year, OK?" Leo instantly

snapped.

I laughed. "He told you to ask me? For real? Well, of course, I have no objections. And I actually have

something very important to ask of you."

"Again? Don't exploit me as much as you want just because I'm the uncle of the kids!" Leo was

dissatisfied.

I said seriously, "I know I shouldn't keep bothering you, but this is really important to me, so, just think

about it, OK? Please. I owe you one, and I'll pay you back."