"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

　　Norman wasted no time kissing me. I was pushed back against the tree, and I winced as the bark bit into my skin. Norman must have noticed, he turned around so I straddled him and now his back was against the tree. "Sorry," he apologized, kissing me softly. "I couldn't stop myself."


　　He looked silly with the crown slipping over his eyes. I couldn't help laughing at him.


　　"You should do that more often, Doll." He observed. He pulled the flowers up over one eye so he could see me, his eyes sparkling. "But as much as I'd love to lay you among these flowers and ravish you silly, we both know we don't really have the time for that." His eyes turned serious. "We don't even have time for this really. I'm surprised Nicholas allowed it. He must really love you."


Chapter 25