Chapter 37
Blake's POV
Such a realization annoyed me. Since when did I let my emotion be at her mercy?
"Daddy, hug me..." Hedwig's voice disrupted my thoughts.
I picked up Hedwig and kissed her face again and again. Then, I carried her upstairs.
When we reached the second floor, I placed Hedwig on the bed, got the history book about werewolves prepared by Dowen, and told her the history of the Royal.
The history was dull. Hedwig listened seriously, but she gradually closed her eyes, and she looked sleepy.
Catherine pushed the door open and entered. Hedwig saw her in and became excited.
"Daddy, I don't want to listen to the history anymore. I want to play." Hedwig protested with a flat mouth.
I comforted her at once, "Sure, my baby girl. How about riding
