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dog. And rust and salt or something.”
    “Rust and salt?” I’d been around neither one, far as I could remember. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I yanked it up and gave it a whiff. It was a clean shirt, fresh out of the drier. I cocked an eyebrow at her.
    Diana’s eyes narrowed. She leaned into my shoulder, nose in my hair. I stiffened, surprised that she invaded my personal space like that. Not many girls have the guts to invade my bubble. My face warmed as I realized her boob was touching my arm.
    She backed away, looking disturbed. “You smell like Siren Lake,” she whispered.
    I couldn’t suppress a smirk. “Oh. Really?”
    “Do you want to get killed, Jared? They’ll only be tolerant of you and your goons for so long. Just because you aren’t normal doesn’t mean you aren’t edible. They will eat you alive.”
    I rolled my eyes. What was she, my mother? “Relax, Diana. I’m still standing here in one piece. Plus, my trips to the lake are over. I have other priorities.”
    “Like what? Bonking freshmen behind the auditorium?”
    “Oh, give me a break,” I snarled. There went my damn face again, heating up. “Seriously, why would you bring that up? That was well over a year ago.” And to be honest, I felt bad about it for some reason, even though said freshman didn’t.
    Diana snorted, looking away. “Not much has changed, apparently. Only now you’re going way out of your league to get some.”
    “You’re just jealous because it wasn’t you.”
    She shot me a disbelieving look, but now her cheeks were red. “Oh, you think you’re good enough to get it from me ?” She laughed. “Don’t flatter yourself, Ferlyn. Boys who are stupid enough to go after nymphs? You might as well tape a big I’m desperate sign on your foreheads.”
    I shook my head, sliding toward Zelda. Diana was really starting to piss me off, so I just mumbled, “Whatever,” and turned away.
    Fuglemen mumbled last names under his breath as he went by. I casually leaned away, hoping that my scent wasn’t as noticeable to him as it had been to the evil twin. I made a mental note to take a shower when I got home, and to wash my jeans and shirt from last night. If Mom got a hold of those, I’d be in deep shit.
    The second Fuglemen was out of earshot, Diana’s figure moved toward me again. I jerked toward her. “What now?”
    “They didn’t bite you, did they?”
    “Uh, do I look bitten?” I snapped. Her expression turned quizzical. “What? Are you concerned for me?”
    “No.” Her voice was chilly. She slid away, eyes on the trees beyond the gates. “I’m asking because it isn’t rust and salt I smell on you. It’s old blood.”
    I stopped glaring, straightening up. Blood? So that was what I smelled on Mya. Her buddy in the club had smelled like it, too. Really need to get online . I felt antsy all of a sudden. I wanted to go home and do more research on the skinwalkers before going out tonight.

Chapter Eight
    T he front door squeaked as I entered the house. Kicking my shoes off in the pantry, I picked up on an odd fragrance: rose-scented candles and Italian cooking. Not a usual smell for the Ferlyn household.
    “Mom?” I called. Usually she didn’t come home until five, and here it was only three. It had to be her, though. Jess couldn’t cook outside of macaroni and cheese from a box.
    A minor crash echoed out of the kitchen, followed by scuffling sounds. My stomach rolled with a bad premonition. Dropping my backpack by the coat closet, I slowly started toward the noise.
    Mom stood by the sink, buttoning her shirt up. Beneath her curling bangs, her pale face had gone pink. “Hi, honey,” she said.
    Standing beside her was the devil. Well, no, not literally, but he was damn close, in my opinion. His hot red hair, like the flames of hell, waved around his face whenever he moved. He leaned against the counter, watching me with dark eyes that resembled bottomless pits.
    “Hello, Jared,” the devil addressed me