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Ongoing, First published Jul 06, 2014
Megan thought she was normal, but when she gains her memory back and finds out the two most heart breaking and confusing secrets that she may have ever known. 
But is that all to it?
No, she finds her possessive Alpha King Mate; Alexander Xavier Markus II 
Did i mention,(like you may be confused on what that is..)
thats he's a werewolf? 

*my first book guys, give me some credit for trying!*
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