"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

　　Each footstep down the hall was taking me closer and closer to the fate that awaited me. I know the mysterious voice, who hadn't even bothered to tell me his name, had told me that I'd be okay, but I couldn't help the fear that flooded through me. The others would devour me tonight, and nothing I could do would stop them. Warren wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me to him. I melted into his heat. Desperate for the contact. "I'm scared," I whispered.


　　His arm tightened. "I'll be here, Princess. No matter how bad it gets, I'll be here, just focus on me, okay?"


　　I bit back my whimpers. Nicholas was at the heavy doors leading to some enormous room and pushing them open. The others waited in a loose circle. Jack's eyes sparkled as he took me in. Licking his lips, he moved forward. "Hello, Prey," he whispered.


Chapter 17