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“He’s a demon,” I growled. I could sense it, somehow. I’d started to notice that I knew whenever Xander was entering a room or able to locate him without trying hard. It was like he gave off a strange beacon, and now that I thought about, he had a peculiar smell, one of darkness. I knew it sounded stupid, that darkness had a smell, but it wasn’t foul, it was something that snaked into your nostrils and made you tense up and cringe. If I hadn’t gotten to know Xander and think of him as a friend, it would’ve made me shy away from him.
Like it was doing now with this new guy.
“Must’ve retained his soul,” Chumley mused. “We should keep going, Dezikiel will want to get him up to date on everything.”
I hesitated, unable to draw my eyes away from the man.
He had curly brown hair and a rather long, thin face. But it was his eyes. I could’ve sworn I saw something in them, like he’d found something he was after.
It creeped me out, and I let Chumley lead me to my room.
Besides, I had a date to get ready for.
But while I showered and got ready, I couldn’t stop thinking about the strange new student we had.
Just who was he?
And why did I not trust him in the slightest?
