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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
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164 Chs

Shifting sands

The sun was setting, casting long shadows across the Classens' expansive garden. Mishka sat on a stone bench, absently twirling a fallen leaf between her fingers as she watched Bruce and her grandmother engaged in what appeared to be an animated discussion near the rose bushes.

The scene before her felt surreal. Just days ago, Myrtle had been vehemently opposed to Mishka's relationship with Bruce, dismissing him as a frivolous distraction from Mishka's "true path" in the family business. Now, here they were, thick as thieves, sharing secrets and strategies as if they'd been allies for years.

Mishka couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

"Hey there," Bruce's voice broke through her reverie as he approached, a warm smile on his face. "Your grandmother is quite the strategist. I can see where you get your sharp mind from."