  
“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

“Yes, we haven’t seen any wolves around recently, so we’re making a mission of it, just before sunset,” Mishka responded. 


Clara nodded with her gaze resting steadily on Mishka. 


“Yes, but it’s not a good idea to be out there late because then you could run into night creatures,” Clara remarked, speaking slowly and in a steady tone of voice. It was as if she was giving a warning, but at the same time she did not want anyone to be alarmed. 


“What are those?” Mishka asked frowning. 


“She might be referring to werewolves, but then again, she might be talking about something else out there that’s strange,” she thought to herself. 


“Well, bats for instance. Owls are also frightening at night with those big eyes. In fact, most creatures which are harmless during the day can be dangerous or even lethal at night,” Clara responded with her arms folded across her chest and a mysterious look in her eyes as she stared past Mishka at nothing particular. 


An interesting discovery in the forest