Catherine's POV Looking at Blake, I felt lucky to be loved by him so deeply, but at the thought of his strength and energy that exceeded those of ordinary werewolves last night, I couldn't help thinking shyly, 'His love is also a little overwhelming.' My office was next to Melinda's. It was spacious, bright, and well-decorated. Blake accompanied me into the office and gently straightened the collar of my shirt. He whispered, "Remember, don't draw any drafts recently. Just stay and rest here. I won't blame you whether you are watching movies or sleeping. In short, don't get tired, or I will be distressed. Understand?" I didn't expect Blake, such an overbearing and cold man, would be so considerate. I smiled, "Alright. I love to slack off the most." Blake pinched my chin. Then, he lowered his head and kissed me on my pink lips. "I'm leaving. I want you to think of me often." I should be used to it. When he sweet-talked me, he was completely differen
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