What made the pep in her step so powerful as she lead the riot behind her, storming through the compound of the laboratory? What was so mesmerizing about her jawline and firmly pursed lips? Why was Wilder Brooks falling for a girl he had never truly spoken to? How could he love a woman fighting against what he believes? The blonde community isn't privileged, but because of her, he finds himself wondering if maybe they should be. In a world where people born with natural brown hair rule the land, what is to become of an incredibly intelligent redhead, strong blonde, and overthinking sandy brunette?