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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 · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
146 Chs

Ivan takes a look into the water

“I will find out what’s going on there as soon as Ivan’s gone,” Myrtle told herself and rushed along towards the other staircase.

“I wonder what just happened there? An unexpected visitor? A stray cat or a rat in the kitchen?” she asked herself as she hurried along.

Once she reached her bedroom, Myrtle shut the door behind herself and locked it, making as little noise as possible.

She walked over to the cupboard where she kept her perfume and jewellery.

“It’s a good thing that I still have this oil here,” she said as she removed the small bottle from behind the others.

“Good that I bought this perfumed oil in India years ago. It was a splendid idea. It’s so much more than just a perfume. It has healing as well as relaxation qualities. Hopefully it can help Ivan with supernatural vision as well,” she told herself as she closed the wardrobe door. She wore a hopeful grin on her face at this point. She kissed the bottle for good luck before unlocking her bedroom door.