Alfie the Werewolf 3: Silvertooth by van Loon Paul

Author:van Loon, Paul
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Hodder Children's Books
Published: 2011-03-03T05:00:00+00:00

22

Grandpa and Leo

Tim and his parents leapt out of the car.

‘Grandpa Werewolf!’ Tim called.

The figure with the hat looked at him with surprise. The other one was a big fellow, dressed in a cap and a long raincoat. His paws were covered in mud and the tip of a tail was sticking out from under his coat. He had a wolf’s muzzle, just like Grandpa.

‘Tim?’ Grandpa Werewolf pulled on the rope. ‘Whoa, Leo. Stop for a sec, calm down.’

Dad hurried over to Grandpa Werewolf, looking at Leo with awe. Leo was a whopper of a werewolf, at least twice as big as Alfie. Grandpa Werewolf looked tiny beside him.

‘Hi, Grandpa. Hi, Leo. Wow, you’re even bigger than last time,’ Dad said.

Like Alfie, Leo was one of Grandpa Werewolf’s grandsons. He lived in the wild and had an unusual way of talking. He looked like a brutal, bloodthirsty beast, but he was quite nice once you got to know him.

‘It’s lucky to bump into you like this,’ Dad said.

Grandpa Werewolf raised his eyebrows at the sight of the flowerpot, diving mask and fur coat. ‘Um, yeah, I was wondering where you’d got to. Fortunately I was able to find Leo quite quickly. He’d already changed into a wolf so I lent him a raincoat and a cap.’

‘Have you found Alfie’s track?’ asked Dad.

Grandpa Werewolf nodded. ‘We went to your house, but you’d already left so we started track tracing straightaway.’

‘And that rope?’ asked Mum.

Grandpa grimaced. ‘I’m not that fast any more. I can’t keep up with Leo without it.’

The big wolf growled. ‘Let’s be on our wayses, Grandpa. Leo’s smelling little werewolf all loud-and-clearsy. Not that little werewolf has BOs or any stink like that.’

Grandpa Werewolf nodded. He was still panting from running so much. Beads of sweat gleamed on his snout.

‘What are you doing here anyway?’

Quickly, Dad explained what had happened.

‘Ah, of course,’ said Grandpa softly. ‘Noura is a track tracer too. I didn’t think of her.’

Tim couldn’t bear it any longer. ‘Can we get going? Grandpa Werewolf can come in the car.’

Mum nodded. ‘Good idea. Come on, Grandpa. Someone your age shouldn’t be running behind youngsters with a rope around his waist.’ She undid the knot.

‘I agree,’ said Tim’s father.

‘That’s more up my husband’s street,’ Mum continued. ‘He loves doing unusual things.’

‘Exactly!’ said Dad. ‘I mean … huh?’

Mum tied the rope around Dad’s stomach. ‘Come on, William. If we lose Leo, we’ll never find Alfie. So you have to keep your eye on him. And anyway, a bit of running is good for your belly. You could do with losing a few pounds. I’ll drive. Grandpa, Tim, get into the car. Leo, seek Alfie!’

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