The first light of dawn stretched across Silverpine Valley like a fragile promise. Snow fell softly, coating the winding forest roads in a pristine white blanket that seemed untouched by the chaos of the world. The air bit at Jonah “Grizzly” Kane’s exposed neck, but he barely noticed—the cold was nothing compared to the quiet clarity he felt riding through …
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