Author:
Alex McGilvery has been reading since before he can remember, and writing almost that long. He has published 18 books and is author and editor at his imprint Celticfrog Publishing. He lives in Kamloops with his dog and the stories clawing their way out of his head.

A white moose, seen as a spirit animal by the Cree is shot. The hunters are murdered, then the hunting lodges burned to the ground. A group calling themselves the White Moose Clan has declared war on Canada and Spruce Bay is caught in the middle. Jim and Leigh struggle with escalating tensions between groups in town as events spiral out of control.

Spruce Bay

Leigh woke with tears in her eyes. She'd been dreaming of Ryley. Instead of the boy, he'd come as a wolf to sit outside her window. She didn't know why she was sure the wolf was Ryley, but she'd run outside in her bare feet to greet him, but he'd shaken his head and growled. Not a threat, but a warning. That's when she woke feeling his loss again. 


Her feet ached as if she really had been running in the snow. Leigh slid her feet into slippers and wandered through the house. The walking slowly reduced the ache. Walking past the kitchen window she couldn't stop herself from peeking through the window out into the night. The snow had stopped and the moonlight broke through the clouds. A car sat across the street she didn't recognize. She thought there was someone sitting in it, but it was hard to tell. Then, just as she decided it was worth telling Jim about the car started up and moved on.


Chapter Twenty-Nine