"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

　　Freeing Lucas was easy, but moving him? That was difficult. My brother's eyes rolled to the back of his head, and try as we might we couldn't get any response out of him. His heart still beat but his body was cold and the stench of death tickled my nose. Were we going to lose him after all of this?


　　"Wake up already," Norman growled. He picked up Lucas's hand and without pause he took his pinky and wrenched it backwards, the snapping reverberating around the small cell.


　　Lucas woke with a scream and shook, his eyes wild. He jerked his hand out of Norman's grip and forcibly snapped his finger back in place as he took deep shuddering breaths. "Fucking asshole," he glared at me, lips pulled back in a snarl. Stupid asshole.


　　"It wasn't me, Lucas. But we do need you to be awake. You can feel it right?" I had no time for him to come to grips with his kidnapping. I needed to get to Erina.


Chapter 55