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He was born in poison. Raised in ruin. And they tried to tame him. Outside the dome, survival is brutal. The air burns your lungs, and the world remembers how to kill. But Tate was made for it-his body adapted to the toxins, his soul forged by the wild. When enforcers drag him inside the dome, they don't see a survivor. They see a specimen. A freak. Collared, studied, and shoved into a world of sterile walls and silent watchers, Tate is forced to live under constant surveillance. Every breath a test. Every move a threat. But not everyone inside sees him as a monster. Kyra, with eyes like midnight storms and a secret of her own, offers him the first true kindness he's ever known. Together, they begin to unravel the lies that built the dome-and dream of escape. Outside, Ashland waits. Harsh, lawless, free. And it's calling him home.
CHAPTER 1 - The Sky Didn't Burn, But It Should've
