gave me this. She told me to sleep with it under my pillow tonight, but since I don’t like her, I decided to show it to you first. Do you know what it is?”
Silver reached across the desk and took it from his fingers. She rolled it around in her hand, staring at it for a long time before slapping it down on the desk. “I guess I need to have another talk with her. She swore she’d leave you alone.”
“What’s the rock for?”
“I don’t know.” Silver walked around the room aimlessly. “The only magical stone I’ve ever heard of is the one that Lovely passed down through my family. Isobel can be a little…uh, eccentric. She’s probably just messing with you. I doubt that that stone does anything.”
It would be great if that was true. Unfortunately Jack knew a few things about Silver’s friend that she didn’t. Silver had no idea that he and Isobel shared a past. He certainly wasn’t going to tell Silver about his suspicions that he’d been a werewolf at one point. No need to upset her.
Jack leaned back in the chair, spun it around in a lazy circle while mentally replaying his last exchange with Isobel. Should he admit the girl scared him?
“When did she give you the stone?” Silver asked.
“After school. I was waiting for you, but Isobel told me you were talking to your guidance counselor.”
Silver’s jaw dropped. “What? That little liar! I wasn’t with the guidance counselor, and she damn well knows it. Isobel asked me to wait for her at my locker because she had something important to tell me. It was a set up. She just wanted to get you alone for a few minutes.”
“Her plan worked.”
“What did she say to you?”
“It doesn’t matter.”
“We need to figure out what she’s up to. Come on. Try to remember every word that came out of that liar’s mouth.”
“She told me to put the rock under my pillow and sleep on it. That’s all.”
“Did she say why?”
“Something about getting the answers I want. I don’t know. It was sort of a rushed conversation. My head was hurting, and I just wanted to get home.”
“And Isobel had to meet me at her locker to keep up her little charade.”
“You mean she actually showed up to talk to you? Seriously? I watched her get into her car. She must have waited for me to drive away before going back inside. She’s got nerve.”
Silver rolled her eyes. “I waited for at least twenty minutes for her, and when she finally shows up she tells me she wants to get together with me for a slumber party like old times. Can you believe it? How lame, and I totally fell for it. I thought she wanted to be friends again. She must think I’m totally stupid. What else did she tell you? She didn’t threaten to kill you or anything, did she?”
He shook his head. “She just gave me the rock and told me to sleep on it.”
Silver headed for the door. “I’m going to rip into her like you wouldn’t believe. Just wait till I get my hands on her.”
Using vampire-speed, it only took a fraction of a second for Jack to block her way. The sudden breeze blew her hair around and rearranged the papers on the desk. She glared at him. It wasn’t the first time he’d used his powers against her and probably wouldn’t be the last. Now he had to make her understand he didn’t want her to get hurt. If what he’d seen in his dream was true and Isobel had killed him in a past life, she was capable of anything.
Wait a second…
Isobel had looked the same in the dream as she did now. That wasn’t possible, unless she was immortal. He had been so worried about being a werewolf in a past life that he hadn’t considered Isobel must be one too.
Jack frowned. “Has your necklace burned lately?”
The tiny silver dagger around her throat burned every time a werewolf or vampire was nearby. Although it