I know him only as Merrick.
He watches me.
I feel his eyes. They are hard and cold.
I hear his voice. It is flat and unemotional.
I see his body. It carries the scars of a soldier.
He is in charge of the Underground.
It doesn’t feel safe here.
But returning to the surface means death.
My name is Aeryn.
I am twenty-two and now a leader of the new world.
This is my story…
JUNE 2014 —> ADD TO GOODREADS