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and how Ethan was able to find them. "Damn it!" Megan palmed her face, still crying. "You’re not kidding, are you? You really have a daughter now?" She nodded in response. "I do. She’s already five..." "What’s her name?" "Marsha Elise, Meg..." Megan sobbed. "Oh no... That name is so beautiful. I want to see Marsha. Where is she?" "She’s already asleep." Michelle wiped her tears and then let out a sigh. "I’ll let you meet her soon, Megan."

Meghan: Mia didn’t launch into her usual gossip. Her voice was weird and serious. “Meghan. Hey. So… how’s your hot uncle?” I swear, my heart actually stopped. Like, full-on organs-shutting-down panic. How does she know? Did she somehow hear about the feelings? About the… touching? Oh my god, oh my god… “What?” I choked out, my voice about an octave higher than usual. Then my brain caught up. Get a grip, you idiot. There’s literally no way. She’s not psychic.

Soon enough, he will brag to Megan that he took care of himself while she was gone. Author's Note: Hi, I am author Sorcha, the author of Megan's Best Deal. I want to apologize once again for the confusion about my book being completed. As I said before, I had an issue with Goodnovel, which has been resolved, so I am back to posting. Thank you for your patience, dear readers.

Better than nothing at all. New York City’s biggest match-maker, Lilith Mendez, was spotted getting away from Moretti-Russo summer house that is currently hosting the grandest engagement party of the year. Where the business world is set to keep their eyes peeled an exciting spike in the Mechatronix stocks, we have our very own interesting development in the world of love and money.

Alec McCain. The diary was thick and made from old leather. It took a while but Meg brute-forced the damn thing open. My heart fell as she flipped through the blank pages. The first few pages had been ripped off. I sighed. "Fuck." "This doesn't mean anything." Meg bawled, dropping the diary. We had to go. We have been there for hours. He could be back any moment and I was not about to take chances. "Let's go, Meg." "Just a little more. I mean there has to be –"

“I was in delirium when I closed my eyes to you; I always thought you were futile, spoiled, but this cruelty! This coldness! I never thought you would be capable.” “She ran away to avoid getting married.” “I did not run away. Nor am I dead.” Meg appeared at the top of the stairs, like a supernatural event. Her black hair, pinned up, framed her face. A blue dress, her favorite color, highlighted her eyes. A radiant smile lit up her face. “I was kidnapped. Beaten. I was locked in a dark room without water or food. And pure luck did not violate me.” “You?” the wife said, almost voiceless.

“I got your favourite books from the local bookstore. I would've taken you there to get them yourself but they were almost sold out” “Alex…”. She breathed out as she retrieved one of the books from the bag. “So close yet so far" by Carmen Parson. I've always wanted this, thank you”. “I'm glad you're happy”. Alex said and smiled at himself because Megan was happy. It took a while before Megan relaxed around him and agreed to go on this date with him so he was determined to make things work and make her happy. He wanted her to completely forget about Greg and the other issues on ground.

“This outlines the terms of your marriage to Mr. Zeus. I suggest you read carefully.” Megan slid off the bed, her bare feet hitting the marble floor. She crossed her arms, her nightgown clinging to her curves, and I had to look away, my blood heating in a way that pissed me off. Focus, Alexander. This wasn’t about wanting her. It was about control. About keeping her safe from that bastard Richard. She took the contract from Marcus, her fingers trembling as she flipped through the pages. I watched her face, saw the way her lips tightened, her eyes narrowing.

CHAPTER ONE Odd One Out Megan had always felt like a misfit in her pack. Despite her efforts to fit in and be like everyone else, there was always a sense of disconnection between her and the other wolves, so it wasn’t unusual that she felt awkward as she stepped into the hallway of Wolfgang University, she clutched her books closer to her chest, eyes down so she didn’t have to make contact with anyone, as there was the usual whispering and sniggering from one or two people whenever she came into a room.

ALPHA’S PREDESTINED BRIDE (His Unexpected Mate) EPISODE TWELVE THEME: Coincidence or Fate? MOON STONE PACK NEXT DAY Meagan sat on the bed reading a book online. She has been up since 6:30 a.m and hasn’t been able to sleep back. She assumed that her body was now accustomed to being fully awake around this time. If Meagan wasn’t on leave she would be at work by this time attending to patients. She had dialed Hazel’s number earlier to remind her about the visit to the pool which was Meagan’s favorite place in the pack. But Hazel didn’t pick up her call. She was still asleep, tired from last night halloween party. All the more reason why Meagan settled to read a book.