Sierra Dean - Secret Unleashed

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After her last mission tested the limits of her humanity and took her out of this world, Secret’s friends, determined to keep her safe from her old nemesis Alexandre Peyton, keep ushering her from one babysitter to the next.
Couch surfing would be a lot more fun if Alexandre would let up on her long enough to allow her to get in some alone time with her lovers. Including Holden, her self-appointed shadow.
As if living out of coffin isn’t bad enough, Secret literally brings down the house while hunting a rogue, causing the council to exile her from New York—for her own safety, of course.
With her list of people to trust getting shorter and shorter, Secret ends up embroiled in a mystery to find a vampire warden gone AWOL and a missing artifact. Things go from bad to worse when she falls into the hands of a man who will prove that humans can be the worst monsters of them all.
Warning: Contains a cross-country journey, an unexpected family reunion, heated lovers’ embraces and a hell of a lot of trouble.

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The house was just as bizarre as I’d imagined from Maxime’s history lesson, but seeing it in person made me a little sad. It lacked a lot of the color and polish I’d seen in the older pictures. Maybe it was because I was seeing it at night, but I felt as if some of what made the house special had slipped away over the years.

For a house to have life, someone needed to live in it. And though hundreds of people visited the Winchester Mansion daily, everything had the gray, dismal feeling of abandonment. No one lived here, no one loved the place the way only a homeowner can. I was sad for the house, and sad for Sarah Winchester that her legacy was these depressing walls and weird corridors.

In one of the upper parlors a vignette had been staged with actors portraying Winchester and her psychic. They’d gone overboard on the clichés, dressing the psychic in full gypsy gear with giant hoop earrings and a glowing crystal ball. Her long fingernails clicked on the glass, making the small bulb inside vibrate. The employee they had playing Sarah Winchester wore a terrible wig and gasped at everything the gypsy said.

In the back of the room, beyond a velvet rope meant to keep guests out, I saw a weak blue-white light. It drifted, barely visible beyond the old glass doors, and I couldn’t make out a face. I knew a ghost when I saw one, and there was no mistaking that glow. It seemed to be watching the playacting with the same attention as the tour guests were. When the show was over, the light bobbed slightly, then drifted out of sight.

In a house this old any number of spirits could have gathered, but I had my suspicions I was seeing the former owner herself.

Poor Sarah. In life she’d wanted so badly to avoid being haunted she’d moved here to build this place. Now she was forced to roam the halls of her unfinished monstrosity forever.

We followed slowly, not wanting the acting employees to notice us lagging behind. They were an element we hadn’t considered, and I had to hope they’d go back the way we’d come in, rather than trailing after the tour.

Now that we were on the second floor my heart had begun to beat quicker. Every door teased me because it wasn’t the door in my dream. I wasn’t sure that door existed, but since it was the only clue I had to go on, I was going to follow my gut.

“And here we have the most expensive window and the least expensive window in the house installed side by side.” The guide’s delivery suggested this was meant to be a punch line, but I’d missed the joke if there had been one. The group’s forced laughter told me I hadn’t missed anything.

We were wedged into a corridor near a flight of stairs, our guide leaning against the wooden balustrade. He told us about how much the Winchester fortune had been worth, and how much Sarah had siphoned into the house on a weekly basis.

“The window to my right…” he pointed to his left, “…cost a thousand dollars at the time of purchase. For perspective, that was about the same amount Sarah earned in a week from her husband’s fortune. It was designed by Charles Tiffany for Sarah, in the hope he’d created the most beautiful stained-glass window to ever be touched by the sun.” Whoever wrote their speeches had a flair for the dramatic. “Unfortunately, when the window was installed, it was placed on this interior wall and has tragically never seen the light of day. Now if you’ll follow me…”

This was it. We were at the window. Part of me had expected our answer to leap out and bite me in the tush as soon as we arrived, but nothing happened. It was just a window—a pretty one—but nothing about it suggested it was worth killing or dying for.

I wondered why Eilidh wanted it so badly. Did she honestly think if she stood in the light as it passed through this window she’d be able to bear it? That seemed crazy to me.

But now that I’d walked in sunlight, even for a couple short days, I could see the obsession. I’d chased daylight too, because unlike vampires I’d never had an opportunity to experience it before. Now that I’d had it warm my skin without burning, would I give anything to have the feeling back? Almost.

I’d given it up willingly, but still dreamed of it some days, and those dreams were more of a vicious tease than anything soothing.

We weren’t here for the window though. Eilidh and the other Tribunal seats might have assumed I’d bring it back for them, but I knew how to abuse loopholes in vampire requests. They’d sent me to get Sutherland because he had something of value to them. Since the window was still safely mounted in the wall, it couldn’t be what they were after.

The key was hard and warm in my hand, slippery from perspiration. I squeezed it, fearing if I put it in my pocket or let it out of my sight for even a moment, I’d lose it forever.

None of the doors in our immediate vicinity were the one from my dream, but they had the same antique feel to them as the corridor from Sutherland’s memory had.

“I think I know what we’re looking for,” I told the boys, keeping my voice low to not draw unwanted attention. “Can you trust me on this?”

I was asking them to give up what little time we had and go with my gut instead of a more logical trial-and-error system. Holden would likely side with me—mostly because he didn’t care about doing favors for the West Coast Tribunal—but I didn’t know how Maxime would respond.

“What makes you so sure?” Maxime asked.

“Have you ever shared a dream with Rebecca?” I wasn’t looking at him, my gaze sweeping down the halls instead, hoping to catch a glimpse of the door from my dream.

“Yes.”

“Sutherland is my vampire sire, but he’s also my biological father.” I met Maxime’s gaze then, staring him right in the face. “We share blood on every conceivable level. If I see the door in his dream, I’m going to believe that’s real.”

“In his dream?” Maxime followed close behind me as we moved down one of the dark hallways, using only the moonlight through the windows to guide our way. “Don’t you mean your dream?”

I shook my head. “His dream.”

Maxime caught my arm at the elbow, stopping me with his alarming vampire strength. “Secret, that’s not how those connections work. A sire can speak to his offspring, but vice-versa? That’s unheard of.”

I didn’t have a lot of experience with sire-kin dream sharing. From what Maxime was telling me, though, it was different from the dreams I shared with Holden or Brigit when she’d been alive. Brigit had been considered my offspring within the circle of the council, but I hadn’t been the one to turn her. She’d been able to slip into my dreams because I took her on as my ward, a connection which functioned in more than name for vampires. Much like claiming a human as mine , making Brigit my ward had marked her as something belonging to me and was not to be trifled with.

Fucking vampire brain mojo. There were so many strata of power, and so much sharing of power, I’d long since stopped paying attention to most of it and took a que sera sera attitude about the whole thing.

Whatever will be, will be. I sure as hell wasn’t in a position to stop something that had developed over thousands of years.

Plus, I liked having the ability to reach out to Holden and Bri during my resting hours.

When Brigit had died, I’d felt the severed tie like a physical blow. In spite of her immortality, I’d known she was gone when she slipped away. Seeing her in my dreams now was just my psyche’s way of mocking me.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Max. I saw the door. I know what we’re looking for. You’re going to have to trust me.”

Neither of them had much of a choice. If I said we were going, we were going. Since I was a Tribunal Leader—regardless of which coast my throne sat on—they would have to listen to me.

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