"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

　　Warren stood ready at the doors, entire body tense like a coiled spring. I had no doubt that he'd fight to the death to keep me safe, but I did worry about his ability compared to the others. I understood he was my last ditch attempt at safety.


　　"They really are all over the damn place." Paxton shoved one of the dressers in front of the long windows. "This won't do much, but I'll do what I can. I don't understand why there are so many of them. Too many people hated Dominic for this to be a revenge killing. Did you wolves get involved with something else?"


　　Warren glanced over, teeth grit. "No, but they've really taken Lucas far away. It's like a piece of me got ripped out." He raised his eyes to me. "You okay, Princess?"


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