The icy wind howled across the hills, carrying with it the scent of damp earth and fresh pine. In one corner, the fireplace crackled, casting a golden glow that flickered along the walls. And yet, the chill of Aspromonte crept through every crevice, sinking into the bones like a constant reminder of the danger lurking beyond.

Svetlana moved cautiously, her steps barely brushing the floor. With every footfall, her heart pounded wildly—an unrelenting drumbeat echoing in her ears. She knew she was