Marked by the Hunter Pack
I was supposed to disappear. I broke out of a breeders’ research wing with nothing but a stolen datachip and
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I was supposed to disappear. I broke out of a breeders’ research wing with nothing but a stolen datachip and
I wasn’t supposed to have a name anymore—just a barcode and a fertility profile. The breeders’ convoy taught us our