Free Werewolf versus Dragon by David Sinden Page B

“Nasty Marackai. Went away, he did. Good riddance.”
    â€œHe’s back,” Ulf said to Tiana. “Marackai Farraway’s got the dragon.”
    â€œSsshhh,” Druce said. The gargoyle’s ears pricked up. He scuttled onto the observatory roof and stared up the driveway. He stuck out his tongue, then turned to stone.
    Ulf heard an engine. He rushed to the north window. Inspector Black was driving down the driveway in his black truck.
    Ulf grabbed the walkie-talkie from the table. He turned it on.
    â€œDr. Fielding!” he said. “Dr. Fielding! They’re back!”
    The sun was starting to go down behind SunsetMountain. Dr. Fielding was driving the Jeep through the yard to the courtyard.
    Ulf watched as she pulled up and stepped out to let the Inspector through the front gates. She reached into her white coat and took out her walkie-talkie. Ulf heard a hiss and then a crackle, and then Dr. Fielding’s voice: “Hello, Ulf. Good news. Inspector Black has captured the criminal. Orson has saved the dragon.”

Chapter 19
    ULF GAVE TIANA THE WALKIE-TALKIE AND another sugar cube. She wasn’t strong enough to fly yet. She waited by the window as Ulf bounded down the spiral stairs.
    He ran to the courtyard. Dr. Fielding and Inspector Black were standing by the RSPCB helicopter.
    â€œWe should take the beast cradle, in case we have to bring the dragon back here,” Dr. Fielding said. She had her medical bag in one hand and her pilot’s goggles in the other.
    â€œWhat’s happening?” Ulf asked.
    â€œGood news,” Inspector Black said. He stood withhis hands on his hips looking very pleased with himself. “At this very moment, Orson has the criminal tied up in Furnace Woods.”
    â€œI know who he is! It’s Marackai Farraway,” Ulf said.
    The Inspector’s eye twitched. “What are you talking about?” he asked.
    Ulf looked at Dr. Fielding. “Marackai Farraway is the beast hunter! He’s Professor Farraway’s son.”
    The Inspector took hold of Dr. Fielding’s arm. “Dr. Fielding, we should hurry. We need to go before it gets dark.”
    â€œBut—” Ulf tried to stop her.
    â€œI won’t be long, Ulf,” Dr. Fielding said. “I’ve just got to check that the dragon’s okay. I’ll be back in time for your transformation.”
    Dr. Fielding opened the door of the helicopter and put her medical bag inside. “Ulf, please would you be helpful and fetch the beast cradle for me? It’s in the kit room.”
    â€œCome on, werewolf, I’ll help you,” Inspector Black said. The Inspector took Ulf by the hand and walked him toward the yard.
    â€œIt’s all right. I can do it myself,” Ulf said.
    The Inspector gripped Ulf’s hand tightly. He smiled and looked around. “Marvelous place you have here, isn’t it?” he said. “Fresh air. Lovely views.”
    Inspector Black’s leather glove felt cold against Ulf’s hairy palm.
    â€œYou must love growing up here. Mountains, lake, sea—you really have it all.”
    They walked past the kit room.
    â€œWhere are we going?” Ulf asked. “The beast cradle’s in there.”
    â€œYou even have your own little den,” Inspector Black said.
    He dragged Ulf out of the yard, walking him along the paddock fence. The door to Ulf’s den was open.
    â€œAh, look, Dr. Fielding’s given you lovely fresh straw.”
    Ulf tried to pull his hand away.
    â€œIn you go!” the Inspector said, pushing Ulf inside. Inspector Black slammed the door and turned the key in the lock. “Werewolves shouldn’t be allowed out on the night of a full moon,” he said.
    He pulled the key out and threw it into the paddock.
    Ulf rattled the bars.
    â€œDr. Fielding!” he called. “Dr. Fielding!”
    â€œDr. Fielding can’t hear you,” Inspector Black said.
    Ulf