For three years they called me a freak—and I stayed silent—until they touched my little sister in front of everyone, and the truth I buried finally came out and changed everything.

We were running out of empty space, our escape route about to be cut off by two tons of speeding steel and a dozen trained hunters. I threw myself through the hedge line just as a volley of compressed compliance rounds shattered the branches behind me, the impact sending a shower of leaves into the dark air.

We scrambled through the thick bushes, tumbling continue reading …