"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 crouched beside Damon. I couldn't keep my eyes off his back and the bloody mess that Magnus had left behind. How could I have ever thought he was my Prince Charming?


　　"Damon, are you okay?" I questioned. I put my arms around his bigger arm and tried to help him to his feet.


　　Damon pushed me to the side and I stumbled back down, falling on my ass into the mud. It squished around me, almost sucking me into its slimy embrace. If he was sorry about it, he didn't look it.


　　"I don't need your help, Mistress."


　　I shuddered. The last thing I wanted was to have the same name used on me as that bitch. "I'm not your Mistress, Damon. I want to be your friend."


CHAPTER 6