Dead witch. Rogue shifter genes. Overzealous magical cop. Just another day in the life of our favorite chaos-magnet.
Frankie's idea of a getaway? Fleeing to the realm of the Werealls before her newfound shifter blood turns her into the world's snarkiest cat. But hey, at least it's not a theme park.
With a dead witch on her conscience (but not on her rap sheet, thank you very much) and Officer Buzzkill hot on her tailliterallyFrankie's got more problems than a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs.
Nana Peg says run. The magical po-po says freeze. And Frankie? She's just trying not to hack up a furball while clearing her name.
The mission: Dodge the cops, unmask the real killer, and avoid turning into Garfield's sassy cousin. All while outrunning the curse of the blue moon. No pressure, right?
Will Frankie solve the murder mystery and keep her whiskers clean? Or is she destined for a life of litter boxes and laser pointers?
Strap in, sugar. Normal's not in Frankie's vocabulary, and she's about to give 'cat and mouse' a whole new meaning.