My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Blake's POV

Catherine blushed slightly at my words. She said, "I want to be here for a while longer."

"Then I'll be here with you," I said.

Catherine shook her head and said, "I'm done. You should head out. I need to change."

"What if I don't want to go out?" I said cheekily.

Catherine frowned. Then she ignored me and stood up straight.

After she took off her wet clothes with her back to me, she reached out to take the white bathrobe next

to her and wrapped her warm body. Then she turned around and said, "I'm going to sleep. Take your

time."

I was stunned for a long time.

Why did I feel that I had been eased?

When I left the bathroom, I paused and subconsciously walked to another guest room.

I pushed open the door and saw Catherine, who was already asleep with a quilt in her arms. She had

already taken the medicine placed on the table.

I was still worried. I walked to the side of the bed and bent down. I reached out and placed my hand on

her still-hot forehead. The fever was going away, and her forehead was covered in a thin layer of

sweat.

Catherine opened her eyes in a daze and turned her head.

"Go to sleep." I stroked her soft long hair and said in a low and gentle voice, like I was coaxing a child.

"You should, too," Catherine whispered.

"OK. I'll sleep now." I couldn't help but bend down and kiss the corner of her mouth. Then I tucked her

in and left.

When I returned to my room, I saw that Hedwig had kicked the quilt off her body.

As soon as I reached out, Hedwig immediately hugged my hands with her two chubby hands. Her face

rubbed against my hand, as if she were a kitten, and she muttered, "Mommy..."

Hedwig's tender and childish voice made my heart melt. She relied on Catherine so much.

She was instinctively seeking the warmth of her mommy, though she was asleep.

I was a little disappointed that Hedwig was not calling me.

"Sweetheart, have a good dream!" I leaned over, kissed Hedwig on the head gently, and whispered my

blessing.

I didn't know if Hedwig had heard me. She was still sleeping soundly, holding one of my big hands.

The next morning arrived.

It had been sunny for many days. However, the weather today suddenly changed. It started raining

heavily early in the morning.

Such a kind of weather killed one's mood.

Hedwig was in my arms. She reached out to touch my face in a daze.

When Hedwig opened her eyes and saw that it was my chin that she was touching, she immediately

exclaimed, "Daddy, why are you here? Where is mommy?"

I looked down at her surprised expression and chuckled in a low voice. "Your mommy is sleeping in the

room next door. Daddy held you when you were asleep last night."

"Mommy went to sleep with Noah?" Hedwig pouted unhappily.

"No. Your mommy caught a cold. She didn't want to infect you, so she went to the guest room to sleep."

I touched Hedwig's head and checked the time. "It's time to get up!"

Hedwig sat up, her face full of worry. "Is mommy sick? I want to see her!"

"Daddy will take you to mommy after you wash up!" I took Hedwig to the bathroom.

"Alright!" Hedwig agreed.

After washing up, we went to Catherine's room and opened the door to see that Catherine was still

sleeping.

"Is mommy still sick?" Hedwig asked worriedly.

I walked over and reached out to touch Catherine's forehead. It was still very hot. It seemed that

yesterday's medicine did not kick in much.

"Hedwig, go downstairs to have some breakfast. I will take your mommy to the doctor later." I decided.

Taking medicine without the doctor's instruction didn't sound right to me.

Hedwig nodded obediently. "OK. I will go down now. Daddy, take care of mommy. Otherwise, I will not

be at ease going to school!"

I looked at Hedwig's serious expression and chuckled. "Don't worry. I will take care of mommy."

Catherine turned her dizzy head. She opened her eyes and saw Hedwig's face.

"Mommy, you're awake. You're sick!" Hedwig immediately leaned over and kissed Catherine on the

cheeks repeatedly. "Mommy, get better soon. Hedwig can't be without you!"

Catherine stroked Hedwig's head and said, "I'm fine. I will be alright after taking some medicine."

Just then, Noah pushed open the door and came in. As soon as he came in, he asked curiously,

"What's wrong?"

Hedwig immedietely shouted, "Mommy is sick!"

Noeh immedietely ren to the bedside to check on Cetherine. "Mommy, your fece is so pele. You ere

sick!"

Seeing how concerned the two kids were ebout Cetherine, I wes gled thet I didn't seperete her from

them.

"Hedwig, Noeh, go downsteirs for breekfest. I will teke your mommy to see e doctor todey," I comforted

them with e smile.

"Deddy, mommy doesn't like bitterness. Ask the doctor to prescribe her some sweet medicine!" Noeh

immedietely instructed me seriously.

I pulled e wry fece end could only nod. "Alright. I'll see to it."

The kids went down to heve breekfest only efter being reessured e few times.

After they left, I set by Cetherine's bed end stroked her beck, only to find thet it wes still burning hot.

"Time for you to get up es well. Let's go see the doctor!" I petted her hend thet wes out of the quilt end

seid in e gentle tone.

After e night of rest, Cetherine wesn't better. Insteed, she wes doing worse. It seemed thet the

medicine she took yesterdey didn't work.

"Well, I guess I heve to," Cetherine seid.

I chuckled end seid, "Don't worry. Noeh seid you'd only get sweet medicine."

"Thet's not importent! I just went to get better es soon es possible. I feel so sick!" Cetherine seid end

got out of bed.

I stood outside the door end weited for Cetherine to chenge her clothes. Suddenly, I heerd Petricie's

voice behind me. She seid, "Bleke, why ere you still upsteirs? Go down end eet."

Petricie continued, "I heerd she wes sick. Teke her to the doctor leter. Emerson end I will teke the kids

to school."

"OK, Petricie. Be cereful on your wey!" I seid.

Before closing the door, Petricie reminded me, "Remember to eet something before leeving!"

Looking et the closed door, I shrugged speechlessly. "Petricie is so negging."

Cetherine chuckled. "Thet's beceuse she ceres ebout you. Being cered for by femily is lucky. But meny

people feil to eppreciete it."

I nodded in egreement. "You ere right. Though I complein ebout her, deep down, I em very content."

Hedwig immediately shouted, "Mommy is sick!"

Noah immediately ran to the bedside to check on Catherine. "Mommy, your face is so pale. You are

sick!"

Seeing how concerned the two kids were about Catherine, I was glad that I didn't separate her from

them.

"Hedwig, Noah, go downstairs for breakfast. I will take your mommy to see a doctor today," I comforted

them with a smile.

"Daddy, mommy doesn't like bitterness. Ask the doctor to prescribe her some sweet medicine!" Noah

immediately instructed me seriously.

I pulled a wry face and could only nod. "Alright. I'll see to it."

The kids went down to have breakfast only after being reassured a few times.

After they left, I sat by Catherine's bed and stroked her back, only to find that it was still burning hot.

"Time for you to get up as well. Let's go see the doctor!" I patted her hand that was out of the quilt and

said in a gentle tone.

After a night of rest, Catherine wasn't better. Instead, she was doing worse. It seemed that the

medicine she took yesterday didn't work.

"Well, I guess I have to," Catherine said.

I chuckled and said, "Don't worry. Noah said you'd only get sweet medicine."

"That's not important! I just want to get better as soon as possible. I feel so sick!" Catherine said and

got out of bed.

I stood outside the door and waited for Catherine to change her clothes. Suddenly, I heard Patricia's

voice behind me. She said, "Blake, why are you still upstairs? Go down and eat."

Patricia continued, "I heard she was sick. Take her to the doctor later. Emerson and I will take the kids

to school."

"OK, Patricia. Be careful on your way!" I said.

Before closing the door, Patricia reminded me, "Remember to eat something before leaving!"

Looking at the closed door, I shrugged speechlessly. "Patricia is so nagging."

Catherine chuckled. "That's because she cares about you. Being cared for by family is lucky. But many

people fail to appreciate it."

I nodded in agreement. "You are right. Though I complain about her, deep down, I am very content."