They thought survival was the end of the story. It was only the beginning. The sun dies. One million ships. Eight minutes to launch. Only 428 make it out alive. Cassia boards one of them-with her boyfriend, a ragtag group of survivors, and every hope humanity has left. They land on a planet that feels like mercy. It isn't. The trees are too quiet. The stars watch too closely. And when the hunting begins, the rules are simple: Run. Die. Or beg. Cassia begs. She offers anything. The aliens accept. Now the humans are slaves. Her boyfriend's in a cell. And Cassia? She's something else entirely. Because 428 wasn't a glitch. It was a design. And if Cassia wants to save what's left of her species... She'll have to become the very monster they created. The real question isn't how far she'll go- It's what she'll be when she gets there.
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