Tsa'teya has spent most of her life in chains-stolen from her home, raised within the RDA's Ambassador Program, and molded into something she was never meant to be. When the Resistance finally frees her, she doesn't feel free. Not yet. Her body is safe, but her spirit is still trapped in the echo of everything that was taken from her.
Among the Aranahe clan, she begins to rebuild. She hunts. She learns. And with Eetu-steady, patient, and kind-she finds a fragile peace. He teaches her to move through the forest without fear, to track prey, to listen. There's comfort in his presence, in the way he makes the world feel quieter. Safer. Maybe even a future.
But Ko'wan is not quiet. And Ko'wan is not safe.
He was there in TAP with her-loud, annoying, impossible not to notice. A boy who made her laugh even when she didn't want to. Now he's a warrior. Skilled, sharp, different. And when he returns from a mission to the far-off shadows of TAP-CON 1, something about him shifts the air when he walks into a room. Tsa'teya doesn't know when she started watching him again. Only that she can't stop.
There's something in the way he fights. The way he looks at her. The way he sees her.
Caught between two paths-one that soothes the ache in her chest, and one that sets her soul on fire-Tsa'teya finds herself walking a knife's edge. And all around her, the war with the RDA threatens to consume what little she has left.
But this time, she won't let anyone else decide who she is. Not the Resistance. Not the RDA. Not even the two boys who see her so differently.
This time, her story is her own.
She was his coworker. She was his close friend. She was his cousin. These were all things I knew. There were just a few crucial components to their connection of which I had been unaware. She had been his crush. And now he was hers.