  
“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 SUV swerved violently, narrowly avoiding another lunge from one of the red-eyed creatures. Mishka clung to Bruce's unconscious form, her knuckles white with fear and tension. The driver cursed under his breath, his superhuman reflexes barely keeping them on the road. 


"What are these things?" Mishka shouted over the cacophony of snarls and screeching tires. 


The driver's eyes met hers in the rear-view mirror, his expression grim. "I don't know. I've never seen anything like them." 


One of the creatures leapt onto the hood of the SUV, its claws leaving deep gouges in the metal. Its red eyes locked onto Mishka through the windshield, a terrible intelligence burning in their depths. The driver slammed on the brakes, sending the beast flying off, but more were closing in. 


Just as Mishka began to lose hope, a thunderous howl split the air. Through the rear window, she saw a group of enormous wolves sprinting towards them, led by a silver-gray form. 


Cavalry in the Shadows