Chapter 70

But this was a very different situation. The tattoos had function other than foreplay. The ink etched beneath their skin came from the same source, with the same purpose. It gave the bastardized spell an anchor to hold them together, because they had no way of knowing just how long it would be before Emma’s body and spirit rejected it. The Guardian powers were already distilled between himself and Michelle. As far as anybody knew, nobody had ever attempted to distill it between three people before.

“I’m ready whenever you are,” she said, matching his tone.