"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

　　We weren't ready to leave the pack house until the sun hung high in the sky. Warren wanted us to wait longer, but how could I? We'd all felt it. The moment that Erina lost herself to lust. How could any of us willingly let her stay one more day with that dragon? We were healed enough, we needed to get our mate back.


　　Jack wagged his tail at me, sniffing the air. Some of his bounce had returned from yesterday,and it brought with it a sense of relief. I was worried he'd been broken. "Why is it so hard to catch their scent?" He sniffed at the ground again, scowling. "And it's not cause of the blood. I can smell just fine through that. There's something else." He tilted his head to the side, deepin thought.


Chapter 49