A couple of years ago, I was getting real down about the fact I hadn’t found my mate. I was doing all kinds of crazy stuff. Picking fights with other clans; arguing over territory. Then the fates spell…
I don’t do people. I don’t do small talk. And I definitely don’t do guests. Running this crumbling lodge in the mountains is a promise my grandaddy forced out of me, and it’s more than a grizzly like …
