"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

　　I was forced to my knees as the pain rippled through my chest. Warren wasn't in much better shape, as he too hit the ground with a thud. Thankfully, we hadn't infiltrated the palace ahead of us yet, but unfortunately we'd been in the middle of a fight with the last of the guard dragons. I dodged to the side of the blade one was about to use, but blood dripped down my arm as it cut into me regardless. The bastards had cut me.Normally, they wouldn't even be able to get within an inch of me.


　　The dragon walked toward me with a grin splitting his lips. "What? You wolves can't fight after a little cut like that? Pathetic." He took the tip of his blade, pushing it against my neck. "But you're easy enough to handle. No one is going to interfere with my flight." The idiot was spending his time taunting. A rookie mistake, and one that I would make sure would cost him his life.


Chapter 52