Daughter of Merrin

I’m not a girl.

I’m not human.

I’m just me.

Number 306.

You would think in a world where magical beasts called Kreatures existed and Half-Bloods were ‘Experiments’ to face off those animals, I’d have been pretty usual to the Civils. Living in an Holding Centre is awkward enough without being different.

But no. I’m an outcast. A freak among freaks.

I’m just me, a number, a half-blood, an experiment. A daughter of Merrin.

And this is my story.