Project A.I.D.E.N.

Until the moment I met him, I'd never done anything wrong. Like, seriously, nothing. Until that summery afternoon when an exceptionally cute boy with unnatural green eyes-like emerald flames-stepped out in front of my car. And I hit him.

Only the boy didn't die. There isn't a mark on him. And now Aiden is begging me to drive him somewhere, anywhere. Because he's being hunted, and the people chasing him will only stop when he's dead. I know I should just keep driving, but there's something v...