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Chapter Hundred and twenty-three

PHILIP'S POV

With Lizzie's admission igniting a tempest of volatile emotions within me, I rushed outside of the room, her words echoing in my thoughts. I moved on because I was driven by anger, abandonment, and a pressing desire for closure. I had to act; I was unable to cover to wait around for the Alpha in me to request it.

I could hear my footsteps echoing down the hallway on my way to Catherine's room. Tension crackled in the air, and I could feel its weight hanging over me. Rain pelted the windows, a chaotic rhythm to my deliberate steps, the thunderstorm outside reflecting the maelstrom inside.

I arrived at Catherine's door without bothering to knock as is customary. I was burning with the Alpha's rage, and I swung the door open. It opened, revealing a scene that was as vivid as a tableau of disharmony.

Catherine was sitting on the bed with a vulnerable air around her. Her eyes, which were normally consoling, suddenly held a mixture of fear and sadness. Rose appeared in front o
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