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Chapters (72)
  1. Dedication
  2. Prey Island Map
  3. PROLOGUE
  4. ONE
  5. TWO
  6. THREE
  7. FOUR
  8. FIVE
  9. CREED
  10. SIX
  11. BILLIE
  12. SEVEN
  13. EIGHT
  14. NINE
  15. TEN
  16. ELEVEN
  17. JIRO
  18. TWELVE
  19. BILLIE
  20. THIRTEEN
  21. FOURTEEN
  22. FIFTEEN
  23. SIXTEEN
  24. SEVENTEEN
  25. EIGHTEEN
  26. NINETEEN
  27. TWENTY
  28. TWENTY-ONE
  29. ROW
  30. TWENTY-TWO
  31. BILLIE
  32. TWENTY-THREE
  33. TWENTY-FOUR
  34. TWENTY-FIVE
  35. TWENTY-SIX
  36. TWENTY-SEVEN
  37. TWENTY-EIGHT
  38. TWENTY-NINE
  39. THIRTY
  40. THIRTY-ONE
  41. THIRTY-TWO
  42. THIRTY-THREE
  43. THIRTY-FOUR
  44. THIRTY-FIVE
  45. THIRTY-SIX
  46. THIRTY-SEVEN
  47. ACHILLES
  48. THIRTY-EIGHT
  49. CREED
  50. THIRTY-NINE
  51. BILLIE
  52. FORTY
  53. FORTY-ONE
  54. FORTY-TWO
  55. FORTY-THREE
  56. FORTY-FOUR
  57. FORTY-FIVE
  58. FORTY-SIX
  59. FORTY-SEVEN
  60. FORTY-EIGHT
  61. FORTY-NINE
  62. ROW
  63. FIFTY
  64. BILLIE
  65. FIFTY-ONE
  66. FIFTY-TWO
  67. FIFTY-THREE
  68. FIFTY-FOUR
  69. FIFTY-FIVE
  70. TO CONTINUE THE ADVENTURE…
  71. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  72. ALSO BY KENDRA

But I still feel like the rabbit. When a rabbit is cornered, when the Hound tears into her, she becomes more than just a rabbit. She becomes a fighter, tearing that Hound to shreds, fighting for her life. Surviving is never beautiful. It’s not some heroic feeling like they make it seem in the movies. It’s a dirty feeling. It’s tears streaming down your face as you do things you never thought you could do. It’s blood on your hands and smearing on the windows of the elite. It’s fear and numbness and anger mixing into one great ball in your soul. There’s no pride in being a survivor like this. There’s hope that things can go back to the way they were, that you can return to the life you lived before you were made to survive. Daydreams, but that’s all they are: dreams. There’s no returning to who you were before. There’s only the survivor left, the one you can’t trust, the one with stains on her soul.

There’s blood on my hands, but it doesn’t stop at my wrist. There isn’t any part of me now that isn’t stained and dripping. When you fight the monsters, you risk becoming one yourself.

This rabbit turned out not to be such easy Prey as they thought, and as much as Prey Island stains me, I stain it in return. But I’m not finished. I survived, and though no one will bleed enough to fulfill my version of justice, I’m still going to drain them dry.

I played their game, now they’ll play mine.

This little rabbit is going to eat the rich.

This little rabbit will swallow them whole. . .

FIFTY-TWO

“Should we go to the U.S. Embassy?” I ask, staring between them as we head toward Majura Atoll. Apparently, that’s where the international airport is, at least according to Row. “Well, for everyone but Jiro and Row,” I clarify. The U.S. Embassy won’t help either one of them since Jiro is from Japan and Row is from the United Kingdom. Still, it’s the beginnings of an idea. “Do they have embassies for your countries in Rairok?”

“Too many questions,” Creed grunts where he sits on the edge of the boat. “We don’t know what will come down on us if we name the Hound Society. We’ll be silenced before we get anywhere.”

Row nods. “The Hounds don’t mess around. You escape, you keep your mouth shut, or they’ll take you out anyways.” He reaches into his pocket. “But I do have a solution.” When he holds up the wallet he must have taken when he grabbed his suit, I blink in surprise. “I have connections and money and I’m a Hound now. We don’t have to go to anyone.”