The Alphas' Porn Star Mate
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He’s pacing now, feeling something that I don’t, probably coming from Cortina.
“Okay, let’s get this started,” Rodger said, crouching on the ground and dumping the contents of the bag onto a patch of grass. There was a long necklace with a big circle pendant, and small hoop earrings. The last thing was a handheld mirror, but the glass plane was currently black instead of reflecting back an image. “My sister’s enchanted these, and once I trigger the spell they will be active for twelve hours. The earrings will allow for you to communicate with us, and we will see everything you do through the pendant.”