Blake's POV
I saw the tears in Catherine's eyes, and I regained some of my senses. I said, "I care about all the things about you." "If you do, you should hear me out, instead of only caring about whether something happened between me and Harley." Tears flowed from Catherine's eyes. I was very upset. My wolf was restless. The next second, I sat on the sofa next to us. I frowned and didn't speak. Catherine's voice was sad. She said, "You don't want to hear my explanation? Then I might as well shut up." She turned around and was about to leave. I called out to stop her. "I want to hear it!" I said, looking at the tears on her face. She bit her lip. "I don't want to say anything anymore." "You have to." I held her wrist. "I admit I was rude. But you know it, right? I was only rude, because I cared about you. I'm crazy about you." She bit her lip and turned her face away. My fingers gently touched her tender cheek aBlake's POV "Blake, thank you for believing me. To be honest, you scared me just now. I thought you wouldn't trust me easily." Catherine was very grateful. I said self-mockingly, "I was indeed very angry at first. I even felt like I was about to lose you. But I know you. Nothing happened between you and Harley, because you couldn't stand being touched by men. Am I right?" Catherine nodded. "Blake, after this is over, I will take the initiative to do it with you. I hope you can mark me then." I didn't expect to hear the words "take the initiative" coming from her mouth. I gently held her in my arms and kissed her on the forehead. "Don't worry. I won't force you. But I do hope that we can be together soon!" Catherine put her arms around my waist. "Let's get married when I find my parents!" Her proposal surprised me. I said with joy, "Really? Are you willing to marry me?" "Yes, I am. After I find my parents, we can get ready to
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.
Catherine's POV I was well aware that Patricia wanted to psych me out. I just didn't get it. We would be a family soon. Did seniority rules matter that much? Besides, I always respected her, because she was an elder. I never disrespected her. I sighed. Were there so many rules and restrictions in the royal pack? After seven o'clock, I took a shower. But I did not go downstairs then. Instead, I sat on the sofa in the room, feeling depressed. When the kids were tired of playing and went back to the lakeside villa by car, both of them rushed directly to me. "Mommy, Emerson told me a lot of great stories!" Hedwig said with a smile. I stroked Hedwig's head and said, "I'm glad that you like them. You can ask him to tell you more in the future." "Mommy, is daddy not back yet? I'll wait for him upstairs!" Hedwig turned and ran upstairs. I turned my head to look at Noah, only to see that he was also looking at me with hi
Catherine's POV I knew Noah was very smart, so I was in a pickle now. In fact, I enjoyed talking to Noah most of the time. He had his way of thinking. And he could be very helpful sometimes. But right now, I was reluctant to tell Noah my thoughts, because Noah was too sensible. I was worried that the dispute adults had would hurt him. "Noah, mommy has to work. See? Mommy can't even draw with you standing here," I said, pointing to my messy painting. Noah nodded and said, "Well, I will leave you to your work. But if you are treated unfairly, don't clam up. You can talk to daddy. He will help you feel better." "It seems that your daddy is omnipotent in your eyes. Do you worship him?" Noah snorted coldly, "I don't worship him!" Noah was embarrassed. I laughed even more heartily. Blake's POV Around 7:30 pm, I returned to the lakeside villa. As soon as I walked in, I saw a small pink figure jumping off the sof
Blake's POV I walked over, squatted down, and looked at Noah. "Because your mommy doesn't want you to worry. Alright now. Go downstairs and play with Hedwig, and I'll talk to your mommy. Don't worry. I won't quarrel with her. We will chat peacefully." Noah said, "I'll go play with my toys. I don't want to play with stupid Hedwig." "Up to you." I stood up, opened the door of the study, and went to Catherine's room. Pushing the door open, I saw Catherine standing at the edge of the bed. Catherine looked at me and asked, "What's up?" "Did Patricia say anything to you?" I rushed back in a hurry, because I was afraid that Catherine would be scolded by Patricia. Patricia sounded very mad on the phone today. Catherine's face paled when she heard me. "Do you care?" "What did Patricia say to you? Tell me, OK? I'm very worried about the relationship between you two. I don't want things between you two to be too ugly. After all, both of
Blake's POV Noah blinked his big eyes and quickly walked down. Patricia immediately put him on her lap, pinched his face, and then pinched his arms. "Noah, you're so thin. Don't you like eating?" Noah immediately shook his head and said, "Patricia, I'm not thin at all. I don't want to become chubby. That way, no girls will like me!" Patricia was instantly amused by Noah. She pointed to me and said, "See? Noah is the younger version of you. He already knows that he has to be a ladies' man at such a young age!" I didn't remember saying such naive things when I was a kid at all. "I called Leo. Maybe he'll be here later." I said. "Really?" Patricia was excited. "I haven't seen him for quite a long time." Emerson pulled a long face. "He doesn't have to be here if he doesn't want to. No one is begging him to come here." Patricia looked at Emerson a little crossly and said, "It's all your fault. Why did you quarrel with him back the
Blake's POV A few minutes later, I came to the study wearing a gray nightgown. "What is it?" I swept my gaze over her body and saw that her skin was as fair as the nightgown she was wearing. My heart throbbed. I involuntarily walked over to her side and sat down. I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her petite body into my embrace. Catherine said, "I found some clues about my parents, but now it seems to be a dead end. I want you to help me." "Sure!" I would not refuse any of her requests. Catherine looked at me with gratitude, and I could not help but kiss her lips. Catherine's tense body slowly softened. I let go of her in time. Looking at her blushing face, I reached out and pinched it. "What have you got?" Catherine quickly took out her phone and showed me some photos. "I found an exhibit in the royal gallery that seemed to be a couple with my necklace. I asked the curator, and he said that someone deposited it there.
Blake's POV "Are you curious?" I took another puff and sneered. "Not at all!" Henry's expression was very interesting. I could tell that he was indeed very curious. I was amused by his expression, and then the atmosphere relaxed a little. "I know him." Henry quickly nodded. "Really? How?" My voice was as cold as ice. "He is old. If your investigation is right, he is Catherine's grandfather." "What? How is that possible?" Henry was stunned. I stood up from my black office chair, and my voice was a little irritated. I said, "So, Catherine is the lost daughter of the Fox family." "It seems that I met her when I was a kid, and I even kissed her cheek before." I was lost in my memories, and there was a hint of mockery and sadness in my tone. When I was young, the Fox family had twins. They were extremely cute and made countless people envious. The girl was particularly pretty. Her eyes were like crystals, delicate an
Third Person's POVSunny couldn't fathom his thoughts and let it go. They drove to the company.The employees at the company regarded Sunny as the future boss lady.Previously, they might have ignored her, but now, everyone was vying to get close to her and become familiar.Changes in status and identity often lead to starkly different attitudes from others. As an important person by Leo's side, Sunny naturally received special treatment and was treated differently by everyone. Everyone wanted to maintain a good relationship with her in the future to gain some benefits or avoid unnecessary trouble.Sunny knew that all of this was the special treatment Leo had given her, so she didn't dare to be too complacent.In reality, Sunny had also made quite a few enemies at the company. Female artists who had admired Leo before were now cursing her behind her back.These women, driven by unrequited love, resorted to various underhanded tactics
Third Person's POV"Pregnant?" Sunny's mind buzzed, going blank for a moment, then she hurriedly said, "That should be quite unlikely. We always took precautions.""I know, but precautions aren't one hundred percent effective. I'm just looking out for you because there are many medications that pregnant women shouldn't take." The doctor patiently explained to her."Oh! Alright then." Sunny's expression stiffened slightly, and then she was forced to recall every moment she was with Leo, thinking of those blush-inducing and heart-racing scenes, her pale cheeks flushed with a rosy hue.Leo sat on the sofa outside the door, and as soon as he saw her come out, he immediately asked, "Did you get the medicine?""The doctor wants me to get a blood test. She's worried I might be pregnant." Sunny let out a bitter smile."What?" Leo's eyes lit up instantly.For werewolves, the conception of new life is a joyous event for the family, and having a
Third Person's POV"Damn it!" Leo's heart lurched at the high-temperature reading, and he cursed under his breath.He rummaged through the first-aid kit but found no spare fever-reducing medicine.With Sunny in her current state, if her fever didn't subside quickly, she could end up delirious.Leo glanced at the time. It was a little after three in the morning. Where could he find an open pharmacy at this hour?Should he take her to the hospital? After a moment's thought, he decided to call his assistant instead.The assistant, groggy from sleep, was jolted awake by the urgent call. He quickly dressed and rushed to the hospital to fetch the medicine.Leo made a silent vow to reward his assistant handsomely for this.At five in the morning, the assistant arrived with the fever-reducing medicine.Leo expressed his gratitude, and the assistant was touched. He hadn't expected his usually aloof boss to become so considerate.With the medicine in hand, Leo brought a glass of warm water and
Third Person's POVIn the morning, at the breakfast table, Blake brought up the engagement.Everyone in the family was supportive, without any objections.In the world of werewolves, marriages between families often had more profound meanings. They are not only about strengthening the bond between two families but also a consideration for the future expansion of power.Therefore, their families felt that Blake and Catherine's engagement was a delightful and well-supported event.Especially Emerson, who rarely came downstairs to have breakfast, was excited upon hearing about their engagement.He said loudly, "Great, let's get this settled quickly!" His loud voice seemed to carry the anticipation of the family's increasingly prosperous future.Hedwig, stirring her oatmeal in the bowl, pouted and asked, "After Daddy and Mommy get engaged, can they have another sister for me?"The innocent words from the little one instantly froze the atmosphere at the table.Everyone's expressions flicke
Third Person's POV Catherine returned to the Royal Pack by car. The spacious back seat was occupied only by her, leaning against the window, gazing at the city lights outside. The unexpected encounter with Harley had stirred her emotions. Once carefree and outspoken in their youth, now they had both grown into adulthood upon meeting again. Catherine shook her long hair, not wanting to dwell on the past. She understood she had no feelings for Harley anymore, only gratitude for his help and companionship in their youth. She wished him well and hoped he would soon find a woman he truly cared for. By the time Catherine returned to the Royal Pack, it was almost past ten. She ascended to the second floor, surrounded by silence. It seemed the two little ones had already gone to sleep. She headed towards the bedroom and pushed the door open. She found Blake lounging on the sofa, holding an iPad, seemingly engrossed in something. Without lifting his head, he asked, "It's late.
Third Person's POV As Catherine escorted Halsey to the hotel, they had just arrived at the lobby entrance when she ran into someone. It was Harley. Dressed in casual attire and wearing a baseball cap, he was followed by a few people who appeared to be his assistants and agents. The seven-star hotel was bustling with activity, but as soon as Catherine looked up, she saw him heading towards her. Clearly, Harley had also spotted her and, after briefly instructing those behind him, approached Catherine alone. "Harley!" Catherine greeted him with a smile. Halsey, standing beside her, asked out of curiosity, "Catherine, is this a friend of you?" "Yes, you go ahead upstairs. I'll chat with him for a bit," Catherine replied. Halsey nodded and left. Harley looked at Halsey with interest for a moment, then asked Catherine, "Who's that man?" "It's a long story. Troy was my adoptive father. He's my biological father. I've only just recently reunited with him," Catherine didn'
Third Person's POV Catherine was well aware that Halsey must have also longed to see his grandchildren. "I'm not angry, just a bit disappointed. After all, I can't come back often, and I really want to see them," Halsey's words carried a hint of bitterness and sadness. "Dad, I'll have the little ones call you more often. Hedwig is quite the chatterbox," Catherine comforted. "Yes, that little one is indeed interesting. Catherine, you must have been this cute when you were little. Seeing Hedwig reminds me of you when you were her age," Halsey said, his eyes reddening and his heart filled with inexplicable sadness and self-reproach. "I can't be as cute as Hedwig. I was quite naughty and wild when I was a child," Catherine said with a smile. "By the way, Catherine, I've been thinking. You don't have to take my surname. Keep Wyatt. It will avoid gossip. Besides, you were raised by the Wyatt family, so it's fitting to keep their name, not forgetting your roots," Halsey said. Ca
Third Person's POV "Tonight, I'd like to have dinner with Catherine and the children. I'm not sure if Blake will agree," Halsey said, a hint of worry in his voice. "If it's difficult for you to talk to him, I can ask him," Abigail thought that if Halsey called Blake, he might be refused, but if she spoke to him, there might be a glimmer of hope. "I don't want to put you in a difficult position. Forget it. If I can't see the children, then seeing Catherine would be nice. I really want to see her," Halsey chuckled softly. "Alright, you father and daughter should have a get-together, and I won't join," Abigail replied. "Okay, I'll call Catherine later and ask her," Halsey nodded. Even though he wished Abigail could come along, he felt it wasn't quite appropriate. Upon receiving Halsey's call, Catherine was delighted. "Dad, why have you suddenly returned? You didn't give me a heads up." "I decided to come back on a whim. Can we have dinner together tonight? It would be wonder
Third Person's POV Catherine let out a soft laugh, "How did you notice that?" "Can't you feel that his gaze on you is ill-intentioned?" Blake asked her with a hint of discontent. "Of course. I just ignore him." "From now on, you need to stay far away from him and never see him again, understand?" Blake seemed to have reminded her before, but at this moment, he still couldn't help but warn her again. "By the way, there's something I should tell you. While you were abroad, Troy called me and invited me to dinner." Catherine hadn't mentioned it before because she didn't think it was necessary. But since he was so concerned about her meeting with Nick, she decided to be honest. If he found out later, there might be a misunderstanding. Blake's deep eyes narrowed as he stared at her somewhat anxious face. His tone carried a hint of annoyance, "Why did you go to see him? Have you forgotten how he insulted you before? Those unpleasant words. If it weren't for the fact tha