My Alpha Mate,  I Call Muffin. (COMPLETED)

My Alpha Mate, I Call Muffin. (COMPLETED)

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"Muffins are soft. I'm not soft." "You're soft. For me..." "Sadly, it's true." Marley's mother always treated her like the ugly sister. Her older sister, Delilah, received much more attention than she did. One day though, Marley goes to a party. At this party she meets an alpha. An alpha that turns out to be her mate.
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