Davies, Corinne - Claiming Destiny [Midnighter Seductions 1] (Siren Publishing Ménage Everlasting) Read Online Free PDF Page B

prove that their enemies had already made their way to this world, but he needed more proof before destroying the portal for good.

Chapter Three

    Destiny stretched as she slowly crawled up from the depths of sleep and rolled over to curl around one of her pillows. She felt incredible considering the frigg’n bizarre dream she’d had. Running through the desert being chased by two Leatherfaces and then hiding from panthers under centuries-old boulders. There had to be some meaning to all of that, but she was too comfortable to think about it overly much.
    The last thing she remembered in the dream was smashing her head against one of the rocks as she slipped. Instinctually she lifted her hand and rubbed that side of her head with her fingers. Her hair felt crusty to the touch and matted together. Did I fall asleep with gum in my mouth? Oh, shit! I’m late for work!
    She sat up quickly and blinked as she took in her surroundings. “Where the hell am I?” she muttered to herself, not entirely certain she wasn’t dreaming again. She was dressed in her dirty clothes, except her sandals had been removed, but she could see the dusty lines from the sandal straps on the top of her feet. She was lying on a bed of the softest material she’d ever felt. Sliding her fingers into her hair again she pulled at a clump that was stuck together. It wasn’t gum because it had dried into a lump. She pulled a chunk down the length of her hair and into her palm. As she poked at it with her nail, it flaked apart. It was a dark brick color and looked suspiciously like dried blood. Pushing her fingers past the matted mess, she gently poked at her skull expecting to feel some sort of scab, but there wasn’t any evidence of an injury.
    More confused than ever, she looked around this dream room. The furnishing was simple but looked luxurious. The bed she lay in the middle of was monstrous and looked to be up on a raised area. Three large wardrobes sat against different walls on the other side of the room. She crawled down to the end of the bed and saw a large bench or chest at the end. There was a lounge, and a couple overstuffed chairs sitting in what looked to be a reading area by windows that stretched from the ceiling to the floor in an outward arc.
    She loved this dream room and didn’t look forward to waking up, no doubt leaning against the rock. She crawled off the bed and onto the chest and slipped to the floor. The bed wasn’t on a dais after all. It was a big bed that sat high off the floor. She was tempted to peek underneath the material that lined the bottom and rested against the floor, but the last thing she wanted now was to get sucked into a childhood nightmare about creatures under the bed.
    She moved over to the windows and looked out at a wonderland. Flowerbeds overflowed with a riot of colors and the grass was a vibrant green that looked like emeralds reflecting the sun. She pressed against a glass panel and it disappeared, startling her, but the fresh, fragrant breeze distracted her as it flowed into the room. The air was chilly but not icy cold. After walking in the desert for hours, she appreciated the cool, crisp feel of the air.
    “Oh, you’re up!”
    Destiny jumped and turned around. A tall woman stood at in the doorway with a tray in her hands. She had streaks of gray through her black hair and wore a simple tunic top with matching leggings. She smiled at Destiny, but it didn’t quite reach her eyes as she entered, placing the tray on the chest at the end of the bed. “How are you feeling?” She strode over and clasped Destiny’s head and pulled at her hair, checking her scalp. “Looks like it’s healed.”
    “Of course it healed. You don’t really get hurt in a dream,” Destiny blurted out. This time the woman’s sympathetic grin did reach her eyes and Destiny got an uneasy feeling.
    “Poor thing, they didn’t tell you, did they?”
    “Who didn’t tell me what?”
    “The two men who brought you