My Mate Has Two Wolves



Chapter 307

Blake's POV

"Fine. You got me. You are right. I was waiting for you. I was worried about you!" Catherine said loudly. Her face was already red.

I reached out and pinched her cheek. Then I stuffed the file bag into her hand.

Catherine was stunned for a second. Then she quickly grabbed the bag. I bent down, picked her up, and walked upstairs.

Catherine stretched out her hands and put her arms around my neck. She pressed her cheek against my shoulder like a docile sheep.

She had lost a lot of weight after the car accident, which made my heart ache.

I could feel she loved me deeply. I was also content to see her, my mate, when I came back late at night.

In the bedroom, I gently placed her on the bed and asked softly, "Have you taken a bath? Do you need my help?"

Catherine blushed a little and shook her head. "I took a bath already. Go take a shower now."

"OK. Just lie down." I gently tucked her in.

Catherine hid under the quilt. She looked shy and wouldn't look at me.

I lay down next to her and then held her in my arms.

Catherine's face was pressed against my chest. She was sweet and quiet.

"Cathy, I'm happy that you waited up for me." The fatigue and stress that had been bothering me the entire day vanished at once.

Catherine was in my arms. Nothing could reassure me more than that.

"Is there something going on in the company and the pack? Can you tell me? I want to know, "Catherine asked in a low voice, raising her head.

I gently pressed her head back into my arms. I liked the feeling of her cheek pressing against my chest.

"Nothing serious. I can handle them. Go to sleep." I wouldn't let her share my stress. I wouldn't let her worry.

"Blake, you don't want to tell me. Is it because you think it'll be too much for me? That I can't handle it? Or is it because you don't love me enough? You don't want me to know more about the company and the pack?" Catherine said earnestly, looking at me.

I was surprised. She was questioning my feelings for her!

My feelings for her were beyond doubt. She was the love of my life. She was a blessing for me from the Moon Goddess.

"Cathy..." My voice was low. I was hesitating.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

"I'm very worried about you. I don't know what is troubling you, and that makes me worry more. If I think too much, my head will hurt. If you really care about me and love me, you should tell me what's going on," Catherine cut in. She could be stubborn sometimes and there was nothing I could do about it.

"Alright. I'll tell you. Stop thinking too much, OK?" I kissed her on the forehead. Since she wanted to know so much, I wouldn't hide it from her anymore.

Catherine looked nervous. She hugged my arm tightly.

Looking at the way she was, I couldn't help but chuckle in a low voice.

"Relax. It's not that bad. Richard, my uncle. He is a very ambitious man. He wants to become the Lycan King," I tucked her hair and said in a low voice.

"Richard? Emily's foster father?" Catherine's beautiful eyes widened in surprise.

"Yes. He is the one. He was released from the werewolf prison a while ago, before your car accident.

"While I spent most of my time in the hospital with you, he incited some werewolves in the company and the pack. They made me suffer from financial losses. And it was just the beginning of his revenge against me. I knew that he hated me, "I spoke in a low voice and told her everything that was happening.

"Gosh! He is such an asshole. He hurt you, and now he's coming to you for revenge?" Catherine knew the fact that Richard sent Emily to seduce me.

"In his eyes, he was also the pack's heir. With Marc in seclusion, he was supposed to be the Lycan King. Yet his plot was exposed later, and Emerson was furious. Then he ended up in jail." As I looked back, I couldn't help feeling a bit sad about it. If Richard had not been so ambitious, he would have been the right man for the royal pack.

Catherine hugged me tightly. She could feel my pain.

"Since you know what he is up to, you must have prepared for what's coming next, right? If Richard does come to get even with you, you won't be afraid, will you?" asked Catherine eagerly.

I nodded and hugged her tighter. "Yes. I can deal with him. Besides, I've got Emerson and Patricia on my side. I'll be fine. Don't worry."

"You must be careful. I don't want anything to happen to you," Catherine buried her face in my arms and emphasized uneasily.

"Relax. I will be very, very careful. I don't want you and the kids to worry," I comforted her.

Catherine reached out and hugged me even tighter.

"Does your head still hurt? Do you need another checkup?" I was worried about her.

Penelope told me that Catherine's head wound was serious, and there might be sequelae from the impact. Penelope said that it was still early to tell what they might be, and

Catherine might suffer from memory loss.

Catherine looked fine. However, Penelope's words were like a knife stabbing into my heart,

making me worry.

Catherine chuckled. "I'll be fine as long as you tell me the truth."

I leaned over and pecked her lips. Only in this way could I feel at ease.

The next morning, Catherine and I came down from upstairs. Emerson and Patricia were already enjoying their breakfast together with Noah and Hedwig.

"Daddy! Mommy!" Noah and Hedwig looked at us, their faces full of joy.

Patricia looked at Emerson. Then Emerson said, "Come here. Sit down. I have something to

ask you."

I hesitated. It seemed that Emerson had already known what happened in the company and

the pack.

I walked over and sat down. I looked at Emerson and waited for him to speak.

Emerson asked with a serious expression, "Did something happen to the company and the

pack?"

"Yes, but nothing serious. Don't worry. I got this." I knew that Emerson had not been in good health recently. Plus, I didn't want to burden him. He was so pissed off after he knew about what Richard did back then, and he ended up being hospitalized. I dared not risk it

again.

Emerson stared at me, his eyes dignified and sharp.

"What happened? Tell me!" Emerson was still concerned.

I said in a low voice, "Someone from the royal pack poached a client. Such things happen.

Don't worry."

"Don't hide anything from me!" Emerson repeatedly confirmed.

"Emerson, relax. You just need to take care of your health. I can handle the company and the

pack," I softly said.

"Alright then. I believe in you." Emerson's tone eased.

After breakfast, Patricia sent Noah and Hedwig to school.

I reminded Catherine to be more cautious. She shouldn't go out without at least four pack guards. I was so freaked out after she had that car accident.