Catherine's POV
I noticed that Emily, who was next to me, had a look of resentment on her face after what Patricia had said. I shook hands with the elders of the royal pack and greeted them one by one with Patricia's introduction. "Madam Chavez, your future granddaughter-in-law is so beautiful." "Yeah, and she looks young as well. I heard that she already has two kids. How nice!" Patricia could not help smiling when her two lovely great-grandchildren were mentioned. They were the best gift she could ever dream of. "That's right. Noah and Hedwig are lovely. They are simply adorable! I will bring them over someday!" Patricia said proudly. "We saw them last time. Their pretty faces are so cute!" I stood beside them and listened as Patricia chatted with them about the kids. As their mother, they're perfect in my eyes. Others, however, may not share the same feelings. And I was embarrassed by the compliment. Emily stCatherine's POV "There must be some misunderstanding. She is just a rookie in the Design Department. When did she become a big shot?" Emily said indignantly. "Emily, who are you to her?" Someone was curious. I knew Emily was trying to embarrass me on purpose. I had to defend myself. Then I said, "I am Catherine!" Everyone was shocked. They were stunned and admired me. "Are you King Blake's girlfriend?" "Do you just know it now? She already has two children with King Blake. Why do you think her designs are so expensive? It's because of her identity!" explained the girl who recognized me at once. It never occurred to me to use the Lycan Luna identity for bragging rights. Emily sneered at the girl's words, "Are you saying that she is the Lycan Luna? That would be premature to say. They are not married yet. They aren't even engaged. They have two kids. That's all." Emily was such a pain in the ass today. I felt the u
Third person's POV "Ms. Wyatt, did you know? I'm engaged. I'm getting married at the end of the month!" Roxanne's voice turned sad. Catherine was dumbfounded. For a moment, she did not know how to comfort Roxanne. "You must find it very funny, right? The marriage is between two families, and he is my childhood sweetheart. I do not hate him, but I have no affection for him. He has always been kind to me. I agreed to marry him for my folks' sake. I've always loved Leo, so I wanted to meet him. I tried many ways, and in the end, you made my dream come true. Although I said many things I should not have said, I felt much better. I hope you'll come to my wedding!" Roxanne tried to pull herself together and look less sad. It suddenly seemed to Catherine that Roxanne, though she seemed a spoiled girl, was a good daughter. She acted out of place with Leo, but she had her reasons. "Sure. I will be there with my best wishes to you," Catherine said.
Third person's POV At first glance, Emily was not interested in continuing the conversation. But Patricia was standing next to them, and she seemed pleased with the man. Emily forced a smile with ladylike manners, "Nice to meet you. You're flattering me!" "Alright. I'll leave you two alone!" Patricia said and left. The smile on Emily's face turned a bit stiff after Patricia left. Yet the man was interested in Emily. He passed a glass of wine to Emily and started chatting with her. Emily was resentful. In her eyes, the man before her was so average in appearance and height. He was not even worthy of being Blake's servant. She suddenly felt upset. Was this the kind of man Patricia thought she deserved? The more Emily thought about it, the sadder she felt. Patricia was so prejudiced, she thought. All was quiet in the car as they drove toward the city's bustling downtown. Catherine threw herself into Blake's arms. B
Third person's POV "Patricia, do I look pretty or not? Come on! Tell me." Hedwig pouted as if she would cry immediately if Patricia said otherwise. Patricia propped herself up on the bed beside her. She held her waist with one hand and continued to laugh. "Hedwig, who taught you this?" Hedwig said confidently, "Kids on TV do what their mommies do. Don't I look pretty?" Patricia walked quickly over and crouched down. Then she carefully removed, one by one, the diamond necklaces that Hedwig wore around her neck. Patricia said, "It seems that your daddy sure did buy a lot of jewelry for your mommy. They've just started dating and he's already bought her so much jewelry! Why are you wearing all of them on your neck?" "I like shiny things. They are so beautiful. When I grow up, I want daddy to buy me necklaces too. I want many!" Hedwig said loudly. Patricia nodded and said, "OK! Sure! When you are old enough to wear them, you can ask your daddy
Catherine's POV "I feel it, Catherine. We are about to see our mate!" Eva confirmed it again. I doubted it. I was on the top floor of the hotel. Even if Eva was right, how would my mate get up here? I didn't think he would climb up! Startled by my thoughts, I hurried off the terrace. I was about to have sex with Blake. What should I do if my mate showed up here? I was upset, thinking about the possibility of breaking up with Blake. Just as I was sad, the bathroom door opened. Blake walked out with a bath towel around his waist. He then walked toward me. "You shouldn't stand here. It's cold outside." Blake said to me when he saw me at the door of the terrace. I came back to my senses and saw that his body was still dripping. The bath towel made his masculine aura stand out in full. My heart beat faster. Then I walked towards him in a daze. "Catherine, this is it. I found our mate!" Eva shouted excitedly in
Catherine's POV I fell asleep just like that. I slept through the night without dreams, and I was woken up by Hedwig the next morning. Today was the weekend. She didn't need to go to school. She rolled up, looked at me, and said, "Mommy, I might have made a big mistake!" Hedwig pointed at the drawer beside the bed in a daze. "I messed up all the jewelry that daddy gave you!" I was stunned for a moment. Then I quickly got up and opened the drawer. I turned serious when I saw the necklaces and bracelets piled up in a mess. "Hedwig, why did you play with my things? You are not supposed to play with them. Do you know that?" They were expensive and delicate. I always put them in the drawer carefully. But Hedwig fiddled with them like they were toys! "I'm sorry, mommy. I won't do that again!" Hedwig quickly raised her hands and apologized softly. I wanted to lecture her more, but she already knew she was wrong. So, I stopped blamin
Catherine's POV Blake smiled and asked, "What is it? Are you too touched to eat it?" "Not at all!" I took a big bite of the bread. It tasted so good, so I took another bite. Blake opened his car door and said, "What are you waiting for?" I quickly turned around and sat in his car. Blake suddenly reached out and gently touched the corner of my mouth. "You ate like a kid." Blake smiled. I felt shy again. I quickly finished the bread in silence. Then he passed me a bottle of water. I was stunned for a moment and saw that Blake had already unscrewed the lid. He looked at me with a smile. "Drink up." "OK!" He was so considerate and took good care of others. He always made me feel warm. He was my mate. I had never loved someone so much. But I'm not used to such sweet feelings. I drank up the water. Suddenly, Blake said in a low voice, "Come to my office later. Let's have lunch together." "Why? " "
Catherine's POV I took a few sips of the hot drink. It tasted good. Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Blake came in. He looked at me with a smile on his face and walked toward me. I stood up, and in the next second, he pulled me into his arms. His smell was so familiar, and it made me want to stay in his arms. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment quietly. "You never came to visit me here," Blake complained as if he felt hurt because of this. I couldn't help but laugh out loud and didn't know what to say. "I know you are busy and I don't want to disturb you!" I comforted him. If there was anything that I needed to discuss with him, I could always leave it till night when he got back home. "I don't care. You simply don't care about me that much!" Blake complained. "Of course, I care about you. That's why I married you." Blake took a step back and looked down at me. "You are so independent. I used to think