"Erina's family sells her to a pack of wolves, she knows she's there for their pleasure to be used and then killed, at least that's their intention.
But what they don't know is that Erina isn't willing to accept that fate. She's determined to do whatever is needed to stay alive. The pack thinks they can just use her and throw her away, but when she's done with them they won't be able to survive without just another moment with her.
Because Erina doesn't want to be their broken doll, she just needs to be their perfect one.
Unfortunately for her, the pack isn't going to make life that easy for her. She's underestimated just what they could want from her and she's about to be pushed to her very limits and beyond for her mistake.
Her bid for survival is about to begin."

Their Broken Doll

　　Rage burned inside of me brighter than any I'd ever known before and this girl was going to take all of it on her shoulders. My own brother had betrayed me. I didn't care that he claimed it was to get another out of power. Did he really think I was that weak? That I couldn't handle that sham of a leader myself?


　　Erina shivered beneath my glare. The things I would do to her. It was her fault all this happened, and I had every intention of teaching her place. Besides, Warren had to be taught a lesson for all of this. He wanted to take her first? Fine, but he might not be happy with what I left behind.


　　She froze at the entrance to my room. Maybe it was the blood-red rose petals that were scattered across the floor, a gift I had prepared for our special night before she'd been robbed from me. Or maybe it was my black silk bed that sat in the middle of the room with the chains dangling down from the ceiling. Those were going to get some use.


Chapter 11