Her eyes glossed over the bright window that wasn't at all resisting the sun's morning kiss. Not that she cared. Her mind was elsewhere. She had one of those dreams again. A dream too vivid to be made out of nothing. It had left her gasping for air as she had woken up.
She was in that room again, amidst dozens of writhing bodies—demon, human, fae - all dancing in the glory of their lust. And then there was him- Caliban. Every step he had taken towards her sent a bolt of thrill through her veins. Something dark and exciting. He had taken her through multiple realms of ecstasy again and again and again when the shrill scream of a wraith had startled her awake. And that led her down another trail of rumination.
As the door clicked open, Luna surfaced from her thoughts, turning towards the direction.
