- [mysterious music playing] - [fire crackling]
[birds cawing]
[mysterious music continues darkly]
[panting]
[grunts]
[sun sizzling]
[birds chirping]
I'm home.
[tranquil music playing]
[Drew continues panting]
Mum?
Mum! I can't believe you're here.
You're safe. [exhales in relief, chuckles softly]
- [thunder crashes] - [Drew gasps, panting]
Mum?
[low growl]
[thunder rumbling]
[growling menacingly]
- No! - [wolf howls loudly]
[snarling]
No! No! No! No!
- [wolf growls] - No, no, no! [panting]
No.
- What's wrong with him, Hector? - It's the snakebite.
Vala's venom is causing Drew's animal side to take over.
It wasn't me! It wasn't me!
If he doesn't rest, the poison will spread.
[Drew whimpering]
And we may lose him to the beast. Forever.
[Drew whimpering, groaning]
[ominous music building]
[eerie music playing]
- [windmill creaking] - [Drew moaning]
Ow!
Whoa, whoa. Sit down.
[Drew moans]
Where are we?
Some place called Grotley.
Motley?
Is this Motley?
Mm-hmm.
[Drew wails]
[dark music playing]
This is my hometown, remember? The place where everyone hates me.
I like it already.
- Drew, get off! We have to stop here. - No, we don't.
We need supplies, rest, shelter. I'm sure your people will help you.
They think I'm a killer.
[Drew grunts, groans]
[grunts angrily]
So, prove them wrong.
Oh, why not? Let's pop back to my farm and say,
"Hi, Dad. I didn't really kill Mum. What's for tea?"
You're forgetting the part where we get me home. Remember?
My wedding?
Exactly. We have a spoiled princess to get rid of.
[Gretchen scoffs]
[Hector] Aren't you at least curious to see them again?
- Quick! He's headed for the Dyrewood! - He's down there!
[Drew panting]
[sighs] Doesn't matter what I want.
What about your mother? What would she have wanted?
She'd have wanted the same as me.
Revenge.
Then this is an excellent place to start.
[mysterious music playing]
[birds cawing]
[thrilling music playing]
Remember, we are acting on the orders of King Leopold himself.
We must keep searching until the Wolf is found.
- Of course, Father. - Alive or…
Just find them.
Aye, aye, sir.
- Move out! - You heard him. Move out!
[Duke Bergan sighs]
[Whitley gasps]
[laughs nervously] Dad, I was just looking for you.
- You're not going, Whitley. - Well, what if I--
- No! - Oh, come on!
No one knows the Dyrewood like me. I'm one of your best scouts.
You're an apprentice scout with a lot to learn.
But more than that, you are a lady and must behave as such with grace,
dignity, a--
[Whitley gasps, chuckles sheepishly]
And duty to the king.
- What if I can't be all that stuff? - You don't have a choice. None of us do.
- [guard snoring] - [suspenseful music playing]
[wood creaking]
[Drew panting]
- [whimpers] - Shh, shh.
[Hector panting]
[Drew] What happened here?
Hm. At least they got your nose right.
Too many Lion Troopers.
We should get to your father's farm before--
Shh! Can you hear that?
[man] ♪ And a maiden fair as pearls ♪
♪ Come drink with me And toast the health… ♪
Who is that?
Hamwell?
[startles] Drew?
- Help! Wolf! - Shh!
The Wolf has returned!
- [guard snoring] - [Hamwell] Wolf!
Can someone shut him up?
Please, just let us help you.
Help me? You brought this misery!
What are you talking about?
Word spread. "Motley," they said.
- [people screaming] - [Hamwell] "Town of the Wolf."
The guards came, looking to make an example of us all.
Punishments, executions, buildings in flames.
Because of you, Drew Ferran.
Quick! Get him! Before he kills again!
[guard] Huh? What's going on?
- Um… Drew? - [Drew grunts]
Oi! Get away from there!
Drew!
- My dad, my brother? What happened to 'em? - [guard] I said get away from there!
All together now!
♪ Bring me ale and bring me wine And a maiden fair as pearls… ♪
[guard] You're coming with me!
[friends grunting]
[guard grunts]
Come back!
- Go right. - Are you sure?
I know this place like the back of my… fence.
[all grunting]
[guard yells]
[suspenseful music playing]
[guard 2] I think they went this way. Follow me!
[Whitley] Mm…
That's it. Good girl.
Head up, eyes front.
- [Whitley grunting] - [books clattering]
[sighs] Radiant, my lady.
His Majesty King Leopold has written to me directly.
He asks if we're any closer to catching the, uh, "vicious Wolf."
How dare you? Drew is just a boy!
Yes, yes. You can assure him every effort is being made.
Oh, and he also gives me permission to court Lady Whitley.
Permission?
You asked the king to court my daughter without telling me?
Oh, I wanted it to be a surprise. [chuckles]
Such an honor for her.
And I'm sure you're anxious to prove your loyalty to His Majesty.
I'm loyal to my family, Vincent. As your father was to his.
Then I suggest you make me your ally, Lord Bergan.
You can't really afford not to.
[birds cawing]
[Gretchen] "Oh, let's look for clues at a filthy old farm."
"It's only a mile away."
[ominous music playing]
[Drew gasps]
[growls]
Did you see that?
- You don't know you're doing it, do you? - Doing what?
Look, I-I'm just tired. Come on.
On the other side of this hill is a shelter, a warm fire, a--
[sighs]
Welcome home, Drew.
[wind whistling bleakly]
[dark music playing]
[gasps, panting] No!
No!
Drew?
[Drew panting]
[groans]
Hm?
[metallic clinking]
[somber orchestral music playing]
Mum.
Still warm. Someone was here.
- [items clatter] - [both gasp]
- [eerie music playing] - [wood creaking]
I've tried to be good, to remember everything you taught me.
Still forgetting to clean my fingernails.
I don't know if you can hear me, but I need your help.
I just need you to show me a sign. What to look for. What to do next.
- [thunder crashes] - Mum!
[unsettling music playing]
- [gasps] - [sword slices]
[Tilly grunts]
I thought we'd have more time.
Take this with you.
[gasps]
[panting]
[Hector and Gretchen breathing shakily]
- [mouse screeches] - [both yell]
[both laughing in relief]
He made me--
[soldier grunting]
Who are you? What do you want?
- [all grunting] - [suspenseful music playing]
[soldier gasps]
[grunting in effort]
[all panting]
Good to see you again… Erin.
Drew!
Wait, you know each other?
We're old friends.
[tense music playing]
- [Drew grunting] - [sword clanking hollowly]
[hollow clanking continues]
- [growls] - What's got into you?
[Hector] Are you all right?
- [Drew] It's here. - What's here?
- Something. - That's helpful.
The night Mum…
[exhales]
The night it happened, she was gonna give me something.
Something important.
[sighs, growls softly]
- Did you take it? - No.
Drew! Look around you.
There's nothing left.
[coughing weakly] Do you have anything to eat?
- [apple crunches] - [bleak music playing]
- What has that bite done to you? - We can search faster if we split up.
Erin, you're coming with me.
My father left nothing. No message.
Everything happened so fast.
You saw what it was like in Motley. Drew, I don't expect you to forgive me,
but I know you're not what they say.
- You know? - Monster. Maybe that's exactly what I am.
It doesn't matter anymore. The people of Motley need you to stand up.
Fight back for them.
[Drew] Where is it?
That's what the Drew I remember would have done.
No one can fight the Lion, Erin. They're too strong.
If you won't join the fight, then I will.
I don't want any of this. I just came here to--
Erin?
[gasps]
- [dramatic music plays] - [growls]
[birds chirping]
[knocking on door]
- Whitley! - [Whitley] How could you do this to me?!
Enough!
Lord Vincent is, uh… an honorable man.
[footsteps approach]
- I'd rather be courted by an Orb Spider. - Whitley, please.
Whitley, would you please open the door?
[sighs] Broghan, what news?
Drew and the others encountered Vala and escaped south on the Redwine,
but Drew was bitten by the Serpent.
Then it is as I feared.
Drew's no danger, surely.
He's just a boy, and an injured one at that.
Oh, he's a great deal more than that.
A stray Wolf, bitten by a Weresnake, is a dangerous thing indeed.
But worse than that, he's losing control of his powers.
He's a threat to everyone.
[Drew yelling]
[Duke Bergan] Including himself.
- [items crashing] - [Drew yelling]
[Gretchen cries out]
What happened? Where's Erin?
[Drew] Gone!
I guess betraying me once wasn't enough for her. [yells angrily]
[yells]
That's enough! This is your home.
Get out of my way!
- Make me. - Gretchen!
[yelps]
Drew, you might want to see this.
[panting]
[grunts]
[upbeat rhythmic music playing]
[grunting]
- [music fades] - [clapping]
- I thought I was alone. - A most impressive display, my lady.
Fancy a sparring partner?
I myself am more of a scholar than a fighter.
But I'm sure if a mere girl can do it…
- [Whitley grunting] - [rhythmic music resumes]
You were saying?
[Vincent grunting]
[yells, groans]
[Whitley grunts]
[grunts]
[Vincent groans]
- Thanks for the lesson. - Tragic to see such skill wasted on you.
[Whitley scoffs]
I meant no offense, my lady.
But your father can't indulge you in this nonsense for much longer.
Hey!
I have the approval of King Leopold himself.
- What gives you the right to-- - [Duke Bergan] Whitley!
[both grunt angrily]
Don't forget, my lady, who brought the Wolf to Brackenholme.
I would hate to see you accused of disloyalty to the crown.
- [Duke Bergan] Whitley, saddle your horse. - Ugh.
We leave for Highcliff tonight. And it appears we are in need of a scout.
You can't mean to allow a girl to ride all the way to Highcliff?
Not just any girl. Whitley is one of my best.
Besides, wherever she is, she'll be under my protection.
Remember that.
This is Mum's secret? I don't understand.
[mystical music playing]
Drew, these are extremely valuable birth gifts.
Not just gifts.
They are symbols of loyalty
given to you by the Werelords at birth as a pledge to protect you in life.
An oak tree from the Bearlords, the antler from the Stags,
and a model of The Maelstrom, Count Vega's ship.
Count who?
They say he turned to piracy after Leopold banished him
from his kingdom of the Cluster Isles.
His ship, The Maelstrom, is the deadliest on the White Sea.
This could be him, Drew.
Your mentor. The Werelord your mother wanted you to find.
- And if he's not? - You have to find out.
Not for yourself, for her.
You, me, Hector, we're all clinging to the promises we made our parents.
That's all we have left of them.
Even if that means marrying a spoiled prince?
Or becoming a magister to a spiteful Wererat.
Or asking a pirate to be your mentor. It's madness. [sighs]
When can we leave?
[somber music playing]
Where do you think she went?
[Erin] The people of Motley need you to stand up, fight back for them.
If you won't join the fight, then I will.
- Oh no, no, no, no. She can't. - Can't what?
No, no. She wouldn't be that stupid.
[suspenseful music playing]
[panting]
[metal creaking]
- [metallic clanking] - [Erin grunting]
Erin, no! They'll see you!
Then I guess we'd better hurry.
[guard 1] Hey, you!
Oi, lads. Come quick!
[suspenseful music continues]
[Erin grunts]
[Gretchen] We don't even know if she's here.
She has to be.
[guard 2] Get down from there, or I'll shoot!
[crossbow clicks]
[Erin] Stay back!
[panting raggedly]
[snarling]
You have to control it.
If you change now, you may never change back.
Drew?
Drew!
Stay back!
Do as you're told, or I'll open fire.
[Drew growls]
I'm warning you, this is the last time!
Get down! Now!
- [Erin grunting] - You can't fight us, little girl.
[Drew] Maybe not.
But I can.
Get away from her!
Drew! You came back.
I couldn't leave you! Please, Erin, you have to come down.
It's just like I told you. Never give up the fight!
Remember who you are!
Long live the Wolf!
No.
[Erin] Long live Drew Ferran!
Oh, now you've done it.
[gasps]
[Erin grunts]
No!
[both gasp]
[somber music playing ethereally]
[Hamwell groans] No!
[panting]
[Drew] Erin!
[snarls]
[huffing angrily]
[guard wails]
[electricity crackling]
Drew, you have to fight it!
[dramatic music playing]
- We have to do something. - We can't!
Once the poison has taken hold, it cannot be reversed.
[snarling]
[snarls menacingly]
Run, lads, run!
- [Drew roaring] - [suspenseful music playing]
[guard 1] Go, go!
[guard 2 wailing]
[Drew growls]
[guard 3 crying out]
[Hamwell crying]
[guard 3] Quick!
[guard 1] Let's go!
[dramatic music playing]
[Drew snarling]
[growls]
[Gretchen cries out, pants]
[whimpers]
- [Drew snarling] - [Gretchen screams]
[Gretchen whimpering]
[gasps]
- [Drew snarling] - [Gretchen panting]
[growls]
[snarls menacingly]
[growls]
[silence]
[closing theme music playing]
[music fades out]