Bella gnawed her lips for a second. I waited for her to tell me. “See, well, he’s…sort of a werewolf,” she admitted in a rush. “The Quileutes turn into wolves when there are vampires around. They know Carlisle from a long time ago. Were you with Carlisle back then?”

I gawked at her. That’s what that scent was! But, why can’t I see him in my visions? I thought. “Well, I guess that explains the smell,” she muttered. “But does it explain why I didn’t see?”

“The smell?” she asked me. “You smell awful,” I said, frowning. “A werewolf? Are you sure about that?” “Very sure. I guess you weren’t with Carlisle the last time there were werewolves here in forks?” Bella said.

I shook my head. “No. I hadn’t found him yet.” I said. So, if her friend is a werewolf…strange. Very strange. Wait! A werewolf?! I thought.

“Your best friend is a werewolf?” Bella nodded. “How long has this been going on?” I asked. “Not long,” Bella said. “He’s been a werewolf for just a few weeks.”

I glowered. “A young werewolf? Even worse! Edward was right-you’re a magnet for danger. Weren’t you supposed to be staying out of trouble?”

“There’s nothing wrong with werewolves,” Bella grumbled. What does she know?! Werewolves are terrible when they lose control! It could kill her if he was mad enough! I thought.

“Until they lose their tempers.” I shook my head. “Leave it to you, Bella. Anyone else would be better off when the vampires left town. But you have to start hanging out with the first monsters you can find.”

“No, Alice, the vampires didn’t really leave-not all of them, anyway. That’s the trouble. If it weren’t for the werewolves, Victoria would have gotten me by now. Well, if it weren’t for Jake and his friends, Laurent would have gotten me before she could, I guess, so-”

Victoria?! She’s back?! And Laurent too?! I thought. “Victoria?” I hissed. “Laurent?”

Bella nodded. She pointed at herself. “Danger magnet, remember?” she really is a danger magnet, I thought.

I shook me head. “Tell me everything-start at the beginning.” I listened carefully, making sure to catch every word Bella was saying.

I knew she was skipping some things, and cutting some short, but I didn’t interrupt. A flame on water? What can that mean? And I can tell that we made most of these things happen, by leaving, I thought.