The Wolf Sat Beside the Lake for Three Days, and No One Understood Why

between Grant and the darker seam in the ice.

Nora’s voice dropped. “He’s not guarding food.”

“No.”

“There’s no carcass. No ravens. No drag marks.”

Grant unhooked a coil of rope from the snowmobile rack. “Stay on the shoreline until I say otherwise.”

Nora looked at the rope, then at the wolf. “That won’t help you if he decides to come in.”

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