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The Siren and the Wolf

“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.

Charlotte P Lambert · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
91 Chs

Myrtle summons the cat advisor

Myrtle took the stairs down to the basement with firm, steps. She had to find out who and what those people in the crystal ball were.

When she arrived in the basement nursery, she looked around to make sure that nobody was around. She then closed the door behind herself softly before walking over to the shelf, where her special herbs were.

She took down a bottle and walked over to the table where she measured out a spoonful of the herbs and placed them on a wooden board.

Myrtle then fetched a heavy rolling pin from a shelf and began to crush the dry herbs by rolling over them with the rolling pin. She sang a spiritual song as she worked.

When the herbs were refined into a powder, Myrtle took a spoon full of the powder and threw it into the air. This immediately brought on a bout of sneezing. The aroma of the herbs filled the nursery.