A snowstorm was rapidly brewing, and the sea suddenly erupted into a frenzy of howling wind and swirling snow.The storm hit with a ferocity that Tanner hadn’t anticipated. Within seconds, the world around him vanished, consumed by a blinding white fury.
A surge of fear gripped Tanner as the thought struck him—what if the cub’s mother was nearby, hidden in the blinding snow? She could charge through the storm at any moment, thinking he was harming the cub. The idea sent a cold chill down his spine.