The plan was simple. Agent Vance would lead his Monster Hunters through the forest and force the werewolf toward the Super Spies. Santa, Paul and Emily would wait in hiding. When the werewolf came, they would trap it with their Trouble Bubble bubble gum.
It was a good idea. Emily hoped it would work.
She sat quietly behind a tall, plump tree. Paul was beside her, and Santa was hiding in the bushes a few feet away. No one said a word.
Werewolves probably have super hearing, thought Emily. It’s best not to make a noise. In fact, I probably shouldn’t even move!
She asked herself what else she knew about werewolves. They were scary monsters, for one. Half wolf and half person, they were strong and fast. They weren’t afraid of anything either, except for things made from silver.
She touched her necklace. It was the only piece of silver she had. Hopefully, that wouldn’t matter. Their Trouble Bubbles should be enough to trap the creature.
Emily heard shouting in the distance. “There he is! Over there!”
She looked at Paul. Then she glanced toward Santa. The jolly old man silently nodded. His signal meant it was time.
The girl reached into her gadget belt and pulled out a stick of gum. It didn’t look like anything special, but it was one of the best gadgets the Super Spies had.
She stuck the gum into her mouth, and she softly began to chew.
Thud, thud, thud, thud.
The sound of running feet—or paws—became clear. Emily gazed into the thick forest, but she could only see the shapes of trees in the moonlight. She began to think the plan wouldn’t work. What if Agent Vance wasn’t able to lead the werewolf to them?
Suddenly, she saw a blur of motion. It moved so fast that, at first, she thought it was her imagination. But it kept coming, growing clearer as it got closer.
It was only a wolf.
It ran on all fours. Its yellow eyes and sharp teeth glimmered. Its pointed ears and long snout were outlined against the moonlight.
No. It was too big for a wolf.
It was the monster!
Emily chewed harder. She heard Paul and Santa do the same.
Then, a moment before the werewolf passed between Santa and the children, the three of them started to blow.
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