"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

Somehow by some godly intervention, I made it through the most uncomfortable dinner in my life and even back to my room without incident.


I'd even fallen asleep without any of the pain I was worried would still be affecting me after the little obstacle course I'd been forced to run.


"You're kinda of an embarrassment. I mean, I know you can't shift or anything, but you should have still trained."


My eyes flew open and I looked around the room. Was Damon in here insulting me? Or maybe Magnus, he was likely to be that kind of person. There was no one around me at all, my door was still locked and it was fairly dark outside.


"Hello,"  boomed the voice again. It was almost as if whoever it was sat beside me. "Hey, fat ass, I'm talking to you."


I looked around again but still nothing. "Who?" 


"Seriously?" whoever it was huffed. "Come on, I know you slept a lot in school, but this isn't that complicated. Who else would be talking in your head?"


CHAPTER 90