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an Italian can do. Somehow managing to undress you with a glance. Not that it would have taken much tonight, I was practically naked in this thing.
    I sighed and leaned my head back on the wall behind me, keeping my eyes on the leering Nosferatin. “I can Dream Walk, it's one of my talents. This , is what I was asleep in when I heard the call.”
    Marco looked suitably impressed and then just as quickly puzzled. “You don't think a stake be good idea when Dream Walk?” he asked.
    I laughed. “Yeah a stake would be a bloody good idea, Marco, a bloody good idea indeed.” Just how was I to take a stake with me when my Dream Walks happened unexpectedly like tonight, I didn't know. Sleeping with a very sharp weapon in my bed was a little unnerving. I guess I was going to have to divulge my little dark secret to Michel and Nero to get some answers.
    When I turned 25 I came into some of my powers, or more accurately some more of my powers. I had already come into several before I joined, which was well before my birthday. But on the day of my 25 th birthday and at the exact time of day that I had been born, I came into a woozy of a power. I could sense all the Nosferatu in the world. Like I was drawn to their Sanguis Vitam , like it called to me. This latest Dream Walk could only have been the product of this new power. But, and here's the clincher, I haven't told any one about the power yet. It kind of scared me. And to be honest, when I saw the look on Michel's face when all that power came pouring into me, I wasn't quite sure what he would do with the knowledge of my newest talent, so I hid it. I said I had only received the increased strength and speed, heightened senses and such on my birthday. It's not unheard of, most Nosferatin powers come to them over the course of a couple of months after their 25 th birthday, so I think he believed me. I think.
    But now, I was going to have to 'fess up and I could just imagine how that conversation was going to play out. Michel did not like being left in the dark. Metaphorically speaking of course.
    “How are you feeling now?” I turned my troubled thoughts back to the young guy in front of me.
    “Better, Luce. Thank you for coming. I think he would not stopped.”
    “No. I don't think so either. Did you really go willingly with him, or did he glaze you?”
    He looked a little embarrassed then. I couldn't blame him, things had gone so not how he had imagined. I would have been embarrassed too. Letting a vampire bite you willingly is not something to be proud of in Nosferatin circles. Unless they are your kindred. I still had trouble letting Michel bite me and we were joined and Bonded, practically married in the vampire world.
    “ He well known in city. He Iunctio here. I did no think he would lost control so.”
    “ What? He is the Iunctio. What does that mean, Marco?” I suddenly had that sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. The one that tells you you've been duped and you're about to pay for your naivety.
    Marco looked at me innocently, all open faced and young looking suddenly. He didn't understand the tone of my voice, the feeling of fear that had crept into my words.
    “He on Iunctio . He one of the Masters who run it. On their Council. He is the word of law in Europe. You not heard of him?”
    No. I hadn't. But I was sure I knew someone who did.
    Before I could ask another question a couple of youths entered the alleyway and ran towards us. I stiffened, but Marco called out hello, so he knew them. This was his ride.
    They couldn't see me, not Nosferatin. So I quietly said good bye to Marco, squeezed his hand and let myself drift off to that nothingness, that space that allowed me to Walk back to my body.
    The first thing I registered, was arms around me, cradling me, rocking me and soft words in my ear.
    “ Je suis ici, ma douce cherie. Venez à moi .”

Chapter 3
Secrets
    “I'm here, Michel.”
    Michel's arms pulled me closer, almost crushing me to his chest.