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Chapter Hundred and eight

Philip's POV

I was holding Ana in my arms, her tiny body nestled over my chest, and I was looking around at all the noise that had broken out during the joyful celebration. Raised shouts and heated conversations abruptly overtook the sounds of laughing and celebration.

With a gurgle, Ana gazed up at me, her big, innocent eyes unaffected by the chaos around her. She was too small to comprehend the intricacies of the pack relationships and the feelings that whirled around it, so I couldn't blame her.

As I looked in the direction of the disturbance, I noticed that Lizzie and Catherine were having a furious disagreement. Their words resonated with the audience, creating an atmosphere of tension that was hard to ignore. Catherine looked upset, tears shining in her eyes, and Lizzie's face was twisted with rage.

The celebration had become a battlefield for their feelings, and I had no idea what had caused such a heated exchange. Seeing the two ladies I loved deeply involved in a sour argumen
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