Chapter 8: Running with the Wolves

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That day, Rapunzel, Varian, Eugene, and Lance were discussing how to find the werewolf in the most humane way possible, as well as clues to look out for. The princess flipped through the "Lycathrope" to show her friends a wolf print symbol.

"It's the called the Mark of the Wolf, and Creighton's book says that a werewolf in its human form has this blue paw-shaped blemish somewhere on the person's hands, arms, or face." Rapunzel read.

Pascal then turned himself white with blue wolf marks all over his body as if to provide a visual example. The princess couldn't help but chuckle and neither could Varian.

"Very funny, Pascal." the teen giggled.

"The only other clue is that Creighton said the curse feeds on someone with a repressed rage?" the sundrop went on.

"You know, someone who tends to bottle up their anger until they unpredictably lash out at someone." the boy simplified before clearing his throat. "H-hypothetical speaking."

"I'm gonna go into town to see what I can find. Why don't you guys stay here and keep an eye on the castle staff. And report back to me if you notice something amiss."

"You got it, Princess." Lance replied saluting.

Rapunzel then pulled Eugene aside as Varian looked forlorn out the window towards the forest.

"Eugene, can you check to make sure Varian doesn't have the mark while I'm gone?" the princess whispered to her boyfriend.

"The kid's got a lot of marks on his body albeit fading ones. And I doubt any of them are shaped like wolf prints." the dark prince replied.

"Yeah, but, better safe than sorry." Rapunzel told him as she was about to head out. She glanced at the young alchemist and said, "I'll only be gone awhile."

As soon as the princess was gone, Eugene came up to Varian. "All right, kid. I'm not seeing anything too troubling on your face, but you might wanna take off your gloves and roll up your sleeves."

"What's this about, Eugene?" the alchemist asked.

"Rapunzel wants me to check and see if you have the wolf mark on you or not. That way, we can determine whether or not you're the werewolf." the dark prince explained.

Varian couldn't help but feel a little hurt when his friend assumed that he was the werewolf. And it couldn't be him anyway. Why would he be the werewolf if he saw the wolf last night?

"But I'm not the wolf, Eugene. I can't believe you would think that I am." the boy said, turning away from the young man, tears stinging his eyes.

"Varian, I'm not saying that you are. Anyone in Corona could have that mark, heck, even me. Innocent until proven guilty, you know?" the dark prince talked him down.

"Okay." Varian let out a long sigh as he removed his gloves and rolled up his shirt sleeves.

After a thorough investigation, Eugene confirmed that the kid had no wolf mark on his person, much to the alchemist's reassurance. Then, Varian and his friends asked around the castle of anyone was acting unusual as of late, but nobody had anything to report. But the boy did notice that Red was more closed than she was yesterday, especially from Angry. He decided to take a chance and joined her side.

"Red, is something wrong? You've been pretty distant since this morning." Varian asked the girl.

"No, the castle is great, but I just... don't feel like I belong here. It's not that I don't trust Angry's judgment, but..." Red answered.

"Maybe it would help if you told her how you really felt." the teen suggested. "Unless..., you don't want to tell her."

The young girl's words then got caught in her throat. She looked like she wanted to say yes, but thought that she would get in trouble for it.

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