My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

"I can promise you anything. Please don't take me to the police. I promise! I will never interfere in your

affairs again. Catherine, I am begging you. I was really wrong." Gina was shaking with fear.

I looked at her and felt that she was nothing but a pathetic joke. "Why did you do all this when you

knew you would end up like this?"

"I didn't know that I would be caught by you so quickly. I always thought that I was very capable, but

now I finally learn my lesson after these setbacks. Some things are just not for me, and they will never

be mine, no matter how much I fight for them!" Gina finally realized.

I could tell that Gina was regretful, but I still did not want to forgive her.

Because it didn't feel right to me that a person could always be this lucky to be forgiven.

"I'll go back to the company now. You can help me put an end to it." I turned to look at Blake and said in

a low voice to him.

"OK." Blake nodded.

As I stood up to leave, Blake suddenly grabbed my wrist and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.

I was a little surprised. Then I met his meaningful eyes, and suddenly, I realized something.

I turned around to look at Gina. Sure enough, Gina was so angry that her face was completely pale.

She was staring at me with hatred.

I felt a chill in my heart. I thought that if there was a chance to hurt me again, Gina would not let it slide.

I didn't know why I was so sure, but I knew I was right, because it was human nature.

Not long after I left, I received a call from Alpha Wyatt. I knew he would call me when I decided to leave

Gina with Blake.

"Catherine, do you know what happened to Gina?" he asked anxiously.

I replied emotionlessly, "Yes."

"Catherine, did Gina do something to make you unhappy again?" Alpha Wyatt thought I was getting

back at Gina.

My tone was a bit more indifferent as I said, "Alpha Wyatt, there's nothing I can do about this. You'd

better find out what your daughter did to get arrested."

"Catherine, I'm begging you. For the sake of me, your father..."

"You are not my father. You said it to me yourself. Gina was off the hook the last time only because I

talked to Blake. So, it's no use begging me this time." After I said that, I hung up the phone.

Maybe I was a bit too ruthless, but I just didn't want Gina to get away with what she had done.

Gina's crime wasn't a felony.

However, the reporters had long heard the news of Gina being arrested. Now everyone knew.

Blake found someone to hype it up. This time, Gina was doomed. The reputation that she had built up

with great efforts was destroyed completely.

Gina got what she deserved, and I got to face my share of pain.

I went back to the lakeside villa at night and saw Patricia sitting on the sofa majestically. It looked like

she was especially waiting for me.

What surprised me was that my kids were not in the parlor. Where were they?

"Stop looking. The kids aren't here. I asked Emerson to take them to the villa on the top of the hill," said

Patricia.

She snorted and said, "How smart of you. You want the kids to put in a good word for you, right?"

I had no choice but to smile wryly and walk over to Patricia. "Patricia, it was nothing but a

misunderstanding. I was framed."

Patricia snorted, "Fine. I believe you were framed. What about last night, then? You came down to get

some beer. Did someone frame you as well?"

I was speechless. I sighed and nodded. "No. I couldn't sleep yesterday. I thought alcohol might help me

get some sleep."

"Am I supposed to take it as your excuse?" Patricia snorted.

I was surprised that Patricia had such a big problem with my behavior. I thought that I'd better keep my

mouth shut. After all, no matter what I said, for her, it was just an excuse.

Patricia frowned and said, "Catherine, do you like Blake?"

I was stunned. I didn't expect her to bring this up now. I immediately nodded. "Yes."

"How much?" she asked in a more serious tone.

"Very, very much." I replied firmly.

Then Patricia's tone softened a little. She said, "Let me ask you something. Why did you keep Blake in

the dark about the kids?"

"I didn't know he was the father." I was sad at the mention of the past.

Patricia was even more surprised. "Then how did you give birth to the kids? I asked him before, but he

wouldn't tell me. You tell me!"

I didn't know why Blake didn't want to tell Patricia the truth, but I was sure he must have had his

reasons. So, I said vaguely, "I can't remember."

Patricia said angrily, "Don't think that you can be the Lycan Luna just because you got Blake to

acknowledge you with the kids. You won't get your way without my approval."

Patricia said so bluntly. I respected her at first, but I felt that her words were a blow to my self-esteem.

"Patricia, you misunderstood me again. I've never threatened Blake with the kids, and you shouldn't

think of me as a snob. If you think I'm using kids as an excuse to get to him, then you are not giving me

enough credit." I wasn't a pushover, and I talked back.

"You really didn't take advantage of the kids to make Blake choose you to be his Lycan Luna?" asked

Patricia, raising her eyebrows.

I said, "No. I didn't want to give the kids to him at first, because I raised them all by myself. But then I

realized that they needed a father, and Blake was very nice to them. So, I was willing to get to know

him more. I only agreed when I found that he was worthy of my love."

"Anyway, you agreed eventually, didn't you?" A single sentence from Patricia negated all my

explanations.

Patricia pulled a serious face and said, "Catherine, I heard that you were an adopted daughter. You

probably didn't have much etiquette training growing up, which is why you show no respect to elders

now."

I was stunned again.

Was I disrespectful to elders?

"Patricia, if you don't like me, just say it. I have no intention of sticking around here shamelessly." I was

angry, and I felt the urge to leave right away. Also, I would take the kids away with me.

"I didn't ask you to leave. I just wanted you to learn to behave," she stood up while saying.

I asked with a straight face, "What do you want me to learn? Do I have to go through a rigorous

examination to marry Blake?"

Patricia sighed. "Fine. I don't want to pick on you, lest you see the kids later and say that I bullied you."