  
“What did you see on the video?” Mishka asked in a whisper. She could not keep her curiosity to herself. She needed to know even before dinner.  
“We saw Myrtle call the cat into the nursery and then she fed it a live rat. She wasn’t even afraid to hold onto the rat by its tail,” Gillian responded.
***
While Mishka Classens practices her singing in the woods one afternoon she runs into Bruce Cameron, a handsome, famous fashion designer. 
When she confides in her friend, Gillian’s mother about the meeting, Joan tells her that Bruce is an estranged cousin of Joan’s and that he is a werewolf. 
So, Joan wants Mishka to keep Gillian away from Bruce and keep the family secret, but Gillian already has a crush on him.
Bruce wants to be a normal human because his human family does not accept him as a wolf, but he also loves his unusual powers and diverse creativity. 
Eventually he and Mishka confide in each other about their burdens in life and become close with regular meetings in the woods, where they exchange creative ideas about fashion and music. They also plan to do shows together. 
Myrtle, Mishka’s bossy grandmother is an undercover fortune teller. She had a premonition about Mishka being involved with a werewolf one day, so she wants to orchestrate Mishka’s life so that this will never happen. 
She almost has a heart attack when she finds out that Mishka is involved with Bruce. She tries everything in her power to split them apart.
After a series of weird and bad events, Mishka and Bruce find out that Myrtle is causing the problems in their lives and in their relationship. They decide to join forces against her by confusing her spells, making them powerless.



The Siren and the Wolf

Myrtle and Rose sat around a table in a small cottage, at the back of the main house. Rose was staring into her own crystal bowl. 


“I can’t see much now, but I strongly get the feeling that this blonde stalker lady is a werewolf. There were some hidden powers that surrounded her as she stared at us. She gives off the vibes of someone that can change shape,” Rose remarked in a slow tone as she continued to look into the images in the ball. 


“Are you sure? She’s an animal?” Myrtle asked with her eyes almost popping out. 


“I sense that very strongly. Ah, there she is now,” Rose responded. 


“Do you see her?” Myrtle asked, holding her breath. 


“Yes, I’m sure it’s her. I’m getting the same vibes which were exuding from her. She seems angry, but she’s talking to someone else,” Rose continued. 


“Who’s she talking to?” Myrtle asked eagerly. It was Rose’s turn to look into the crystal bowl, so Myrtle was not going to interfere. She had to trust what Rose told her. 


Rose and Myrtle around a crystal ball