  
“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

The private jet cut through the night sky, its luxurious interior a stark contrast to the tension that filled the cabin. Bruce sat across from Mishka, his eyes occasionally flashing amber in the dim light as he struggled to contain his wolf. Mishka, for her part, was staring out the window, her reflection in the glass a portrait of worry and determination. 


"We should be landing in about an hour," Bruce said softly, breaking the silence that had stretched between them since takeoff. 


Mishka turned to him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and resolve. "What do you think we'll find when we get there?" 


Bruce leaned forward, taking her hand in his. "I don't know," he admitted. "But whatever it is, we'll face it together." 


Just then, Bruce's phone buzzed insistently. He fished it out of his pocket, his brow furrowing as he saw Graham's name on the screen. 


"Graham?" he answered, putting the call on speaker. "What's wrong?" 


Homeward bound