My Mate Has Two Wolves By Jessica

Catherine's POV

I found that Leo was getting better at racing. Noah suddenly looked up at Blake and asked, "Daddy,

when are you going to marry mommy? Will it take a long time?"

As soon as Noah finished speaking, Leo's RC car suddenly rushed off the track and turned upside

down, leaving only the two wheels spinning at a rapid speed.

Noah turned around and looked at Leo strangely. "Leo, your car ran off the track!"

Leo quickly stood up, picked up his RC car, and put it back on the track. Then he casually asked Blake,

"You are getting married?"

The corner of Blake's mouth rose. "Yes. Patricia is fine with it."

I looked at them and found a slight change in Leo's expression, but it quickly returned to normal.

Leo immediately laughed and congratulated us, "Congratulations!"

Blake looked at Noah next to them and nodded. "Can you believe it? Our kids are so big."

"That's all thanks to my mommy!"

Next to Noah, Leo suddenly fell silent.

Then Leo raised his wrist and looked at his watch, pretending to be surprised. "Hey, it's so late. I have

to go. Someone is expecting me."

Hearing that, Noah immediately said unhappily, "Come on! It's only past eight. How come it's late?

You're afraid of losing to me again, right?"

"Kiddo, don't be so cocky. Am I afraid of losing? I lose every time!" said Leo.

Blake said, "Noah, you can play with Leo next time."

Noah's eyes suddenly flickered, and he grinned. "Leo, are you having a date? Then just go. I hope you

can find your mate."

"You're just a kid. And you have begun to meddle in my business?" Leo said angrily.

Noah curled her lips and said, "I'm not a three-year-old child anyway!"

Leo walked over and kissed Noah's cheek hard. Noah was disgusted and quickly raised his hand to

wipe his cheek. "Leo, what are you doing?"

"I'm kissing you, because you talk too much!" Leo said triumphantly, took his coat, and went

downstairs.

After Leo left, I carried Hedwig off the sofa, returned to my room, and sat in front of my desk.

I looked at the designs on the desk and started to fret.

I held the pencil for a long time, yet I still didn't draw a single line. Then someone opened my door. I did

not turn around, but I knew it was Blake.

"Need some help?" Blake handed over the glass of wine in his hand. Then he said, "Here you go."

I instinctively reached out and took it. I raised my head and took a sip of the sweet red wine.

"Maybe I've got a lot on my plate recently. I have no inspiration at all. I guaranteed that I would come

up with six designs in a week. I shouldn't have talked big," I said, distressed.

"What can I do to help you find some inspiration?" asked Blake.

Blake knew the right way to treat me from the start. He treated me nicely, and it wasn't just about

material needs. He cared about my feelings and thoughts.

He would definitely support the cause I loved to the end.

I was stunned and said, "I don't know. I haven't had this problem before. In the past, I always submitted

my drafts a couple of days before the deadline. I was busy and tired, and Noah and Hedwig were there

disturbing me, but I could still draw the designs I wanted. But not anymore. I can think quietly, since the

kids aren't here, but I still can't come up with anything. What's wrong with me?"

"Then drop it for now. I'll take you out to get your mind off it!" Blake suddenly reached over and held my

hand tightly. "You've lived here for so long, but you haven't visited my manor yet, have you?"

"Now? It's late!" I glanced out of the window into the pitch-dark night.

"Not really!"

"What if the kids want me?" My first reaction was the kids, especially Hedwig. If she couldn't find me,

she would cry.

"Don't worry. Patricia is with her. She won't be looking for you!"

I was convinced by him. I nodded and smiled, "OK. Let's take a walk!"

We changed our clothes and went downstairs to the hall. Patricia was still teaching Hedwig to sing

nursery rhymes. The two of them got along very well.

One of the things I was worried about was that the elders of the royal pack would favor Noah.

After all, Noah was so mature and independent at such a young age. The royal pack would think that

Noah would become the future Lycan King.

I was afraid that Hedwig would not be welcomed, but now it seems that my worries were completely

unnecessary. Patricia liked Hedwig and liked to teach her many things.

"Mommy, where ere you going with deddy? I went to go too!" When Hedwig sew us, she threw the toy

in her hend end wes ebout to follow Bleke end me.

Petricie quickly pulled Hedwig beck end seid, "Hedwig, don't you went to pley with me? I em so sed!"

Hedwig wes on her wey to us end immedietely looked beck et Petricie, who wes ebout to cry. Hedwig

wes in e pickle for e moment.

Bleke hurried over end squetted beside Hedwig. He smiled end seid, "Your mommy end I will teke e

welk in the gerden. We will not go enywhere."

"I went to go for e welk es well!"

I elso hurried over to coex Hedwig, "Hedwig, stey inside. There ere mosquitoes in the gerden, end they

will bite you!"

"Deddy end mommy ere not efreid of them. So do I!" Hedwig enswered immedietely.

Petricie ceme over end seid, "Hedwig, come here. I'm going to do e megic trick end give you something

interesting."

"Whet is it?" Hedwig liked mysterious things. She blinked her big eyes end seid expectently.

Bleke grebbed my hend end quickly welked out the door.

After Bleke end I left the gete, he took my hend end ren in e certein direction. I couldn't even cetch my

breeth.

"How could you do this?" I pulled e wry fece. We lied to Hedwig end ren out. I felt so guilty.

"Don't worry. Petricie got it!" Bleke wes very confident in Petricie.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "Thet doesn't meke it right. Children ere sensitive. She will remember being

lied to. And you won't be eble to trick her next time."

"It doesn't metter. It's rere to heve e chence to bring you out elone." Bleke looked eround.

The scenery here wes very nice, with the shedows of the trees end the feint glow of the street lemps

buried in the ground.

We welked forwerd leisurely, end I seid to him, "I thought Petricie would prefer Noeh, but now I reelized

thet I wes wrong."

"Petricie likes girls very much, end it's e pity thet she doesn't heve e deughter. She compleined to me e

long time ego thet boys were inconsiderete. She wished thet she hed e deughter," seid Bleke.

"She ectuelly seid thet?" I wes surprised.

"Yes. See? Petricie hengs eround with Hedwig ell the time. She loves Hedwig!" seid Bleke with

certeinty.

"Mommy, where are you going with daddy? I want to go too!" When Hedwig saw us, she threw the toy

in her hand and was about to follow Blake and me.

Patricia quickly pulled Hedwig back and said, "Hedwig, don't you want to play with me? I am so sad!"

Hedwig was on her way to us and immediately looked back at Patricia, who was about to cry. Hedwig

was in a pickle for a moment.

Blake hurried over and squatted beside Hedwig. He smiled and said, "Your mommy and I will take a

walk in the garden. We will not go anywhere."

"I want to go for a walk as well!"

I also hurried over to coax Hedwig, "Hedwig, stay inside. There are mosquitoes in the garden, and they

will bite you!"

"Daddy and mommy are not afraid of them. So do I!" Hedwig answered immediately.

Patricia came over and said, "Hedwig, come here. I'm going to do a magic trick and give you something

interesting."

"What is it?" Hedwig liked mysterious things. She blinked her big eyes and said expectantly.

Blake grabbed my hand and quickly walked out the door.

After Blake and I left the gate, he took my hand and ran in a certain direction. I couldn't even catch my

breath.

"How could you do this?" I pulled a wry face. We lied to Hedwig and ran out. I felt so guilty.

"Don't worry. Patricia got it!" Blake was very confident in Patricia.

I couldn't help but chuckle. "That doesn't make it right. Children are sensitive. She will remember being

lied to. And you won't be able to trick her next time."

"It doesn't matter. It's rare to have a chance to bring you out alone." Blake looked around.

The scenery here was very nice, with the shadows of the trees and the faint glow of the street lamps

buried in the ground.

We walked forward leisurely, and I said to him, "I thought Patricia would prefer Noah, but now I realized

that I was wrong."

"Patricia likes girls very much, and it's a pity that she doesn't have a daughter. She complained to me a

long time ago that boys were inconsiderate. She wished that she had a daughter," said Blake.

"She actually said that?" I was surprised.

"Yes. See? Patricia hangs around with Hedwig all the time. She loves Hedwig!" said Blake with

certainty.