"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

　　Power flooded through me. It jumped from muscle to muscle in my body. I didn't give a damn that I was still naked. I'd given myself over to enjoying every ounce of my mate I could until the last second.


　　Nicholas gave me a look as I ran by. The others would take their places. The neat little soldiers falling in rows according to Nicholas's designs. But not me. I had my own plans. My bare feet slammed against the floors. I pushed more of the energy flooding through me, jumping from muscle to muscle like I was alive with electricity.


　　They were at the front doors. How many was it? I couldn't use Paxton's powers to great effect as the others. To me it was just a mindless mob of dots outside, daring to come into my house and take my toys away. And I wasn't about to let that happen.


Chapter 36