"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

　　This was some sort of cruel joke.


　　"This is a joke, right?" I asked staring from one person to the other.


　　Magnus kept his arms around Clarise, his fingers kneading her shoulders and she leaned against him.


　　"Mistress, please, follow me." Damon requested, holding out his hand for me.


　　I'd put up with a lot in my life. And I'd tried so hard to be the good kid. I'd wanted to live up to my parents' expectations and not make trouble for anyone.


　　This time though, I'd hit my limit.


　　"What the hell is going on here?" I snapped.


　　Magnus raised a brow but didn't step away from the buxom woman. "I told you, this is my mistress and you're going to treat her with respect. If she tells you to eat off the floor, you're going to do it, Karina."


　　"No," I shook my head and turned to the waiting Damon. "Take me home. I'm not staying here with that."


CHAPTER 4