On Thursdays, we hide. If we’re tagged… we’re bagged.
 
Everyone knows the rules.
Stay silent. Hide. Survive the fog.
 
I was supposed to keep my head down.
Fake compliance. Graduate. Make it out alive.
 
Then I saw something I wasn’t meant to see.
 
Now I’m being hunted.
 
Apollo Griffin says he’s here to protect me.
The Delta president. And my newly assigned husband.
A man who follows orders.
 
But in a system built on obedience, protection feels like another cage.
 
If I stay, I lose everything.
And if I’m tagged?
 
I won’t make it to Friday.
 
If you like ritual hunts, false marriages, masked killers, and lovers bound by fear, obsession, and control—you won’t make it through Thursday untouched.