gone home. For a moment Iâm angry, but then I remember how I acted outside the factory. I yelled at them, told them I didnât need them. I donât blame them for going home. Whoâd want to help me after the way I acted?
I thought Iâd be better off without them, but I was wrong. As I struggle in the net, unable to get free, I realise that the Star League are like my new pack. Just because theyâre not werewolves doesnât mean theyâre not family. And you shouldnât treat family the way I have. I hang my head in shame.
I jump as a door on the other side of the room slams shut. The Baron stops what heâs doing andgrabs a potion. He creeps over to the door and takes a look around. I watch carefully, hoping that at any moment Jay or one of the Star League will jump out and knock him unconscious.
The Baron returns with a nasty smirk on his face. âNothing. It mustâve been the wind. This old factory is terribly draughty. Were you expecting company?â
âNot really,â I mutter. âJust get it over with, Baron.â
âPatience, young mutt! Just adding the finishing touches.â He grabs the piece of my fur that he cut off earlier and drops it into the potion. It fizzes and dissolves, the mixture in the vial turning dark green.
âAny last words as a werewolf?â he asks.
I look at the backs of my furry hands for the last time and take a deep breath. âYeah, I hope the potion makes you sick!â
He laughs and gulps down the potion in one go.
I wait for my werewolf form to start wearing off. I wait to see my skin appear instead of fur. But it doesnât happen.
Suddenly the Baron clutches his throat and screeches. Brown fur sprouts all over his body and he starts shrinking.
He shrinks until heâs about a tenth of his original size. Heâs grown a long, curling tail which is nothing like a wolfâs tail and two round eyes stare out of his tiny face.
Iâm so surprised it takes me a second to realise that the Baron isnât a werewolf, heâs a weremonkey!
âIt worked!â comes Jayâs voice. He and the rest of the Star League race up the stairs. They mustâve been hiding there the whole time!
âWhat worked?â
âJayâs plan,â says Asuka as she takes out one of her ninja knives and starts cutting the ropes of my net. I land on the ground with a thud, then get to my feet.
âWhich was? Can somebody please explain why the Baron over there is going to be craving bananas instead of raw meat?â
âWe switched the fur,â says Leigh. âWe took a sample of Chuâs fur, then Asuka snuck over here and switched it with yours when the Baron was distracted by the door slamming.â Chu jumps down from Leighâs shoulder to sniff the weremonkey on the ground.
âBut wonât that hurt Chu?â I ask. âHe said that using my fur would stop me from being able to transform into a werewolf.â
âNegative,â says Sam. âBecause Chu does not transform he is able to escape the adverse reaction that would have befallen you.â
âSo does that mean Chu will be fine?â Sam nods. Phew! Now thereâs just one last thing to takecare of. âRoger, do you have a potion that will make the Baron go to sleep until we can figure out what to do with him?â
âSure thing!â He reaches into his pouch. âOne vial of nighty-night potion for the monkey man.â
He passes me a vial of blue liquid, which I pour down Baron von Monkeyâs throat. In less than thirty seconds heâs snoring on the floor. âWhen he wakes up, heâs going to behind bars for a long time,â I say, âeither in a prison or a zoo!â
We all grin at each other with relief, and I feel a rush of happiness. I thought the Star League had abandoned me, but they showed up just when I needed them, even though Iâd treated them badly.
âLook,