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Mate cz.2
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Ongoing, First published Nov 27, 2019
Diana-16 latka,która ma talent do śpiewania..Jest przyjaciółką Harper.
Jeremy-27 letni,najniebezpieczniejszy alfa,każdy się go boi,nie szuka mate,bo uważa,że jest mu niepotrzebna i jest na nią za stary i jej nie znajdzie.Ale czy na pewno?. Mówi tak tylko z powodu przeżyć z życia.
Co się stanie gdy nic nie świadoma Diana wejdzie na jego teren z kuzynką jak będą w Holandii?
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