Serena's POV: 

Shirley screamed in pain.

The slave traders followed suit right after.

For some reason, the electric current that was tormenting my body disappeared without a trace.

I quickly retreated to a corner, just in case crazy Shirley would try attacking me.

"What the hell is wrong with your remote control? Why did it explode in my hand?!"

Shirley held up her bloody hand and shouted at the slave traders.

"Miss Hunter, I'm sorry, but I don't know why it would do that! That remote control had always been fine.How could it explode all of a sudden?"

The slave trader panicked and stuttered on his words.

While his injury looked less serious than Shirley's, his wound still looked horrible.

I watched them argue, just as confused as everyone else in the room.

The explosion must have had something to do with the strange force that surged in my body just now, but even I didn't know what happened exactly.

Fortunately, neither Shirley nor the slave traders suspected me of the accident.

They concluded that the remote must have had a defect of some sort.

Shirley's face was also disfigured from the shrapnel that embedded themselves into her skin.

She insisted the slave traders compensate her and take her to the hospital immediately.

Dealing with Shirley had exhausted the slave traders so much that they no longer had time to continue training me, so they just opted for locking me in a cage.

The pain in my body had permeated through my bones.

I ached all over, inside and out.

The cage they put me in was extremely low and narrow, needing only two steel bars to shut the opening.

The size of the space had forced me to stay in a kneeling awkward position.

My buttocks were held high, facing towards the outside.

A perfect view for the slave traders who would pass by.

This method was probably used to rid the slave of shame for their exposed bodies.

This way, the slave would no longer be sensitive to being vulnerable in front of men.

They would be submissive to sex and pain altogether.

punishment

cages were lined up beside me, as far as the

filled with she-wolves like me who had been sold as

stared into their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to feel my own despair.What

Peter's POV: 

sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of buying one for

was my good

though, known to

and barbaric thing to

sister, and she was our pack's precious princess.She was the apple of our eye.She tended to be very picky with her

come on.You've been single for too long.Some things will rust if they are not often

that last sentence, I would

Alpha soon, but

mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and leave

the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and was where auctions

the star of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else and sat in the

moments later, the

the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious, and bidding

at the items for a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like

was time

no longer interested in

came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.

through the walls

saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my

big golden cage was moved to

stunning, delicate girl

short, thin gauze

curly hair cascaded down her

facing down, so her face was

me that she definitely

figure and revealed just

slim waist perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her

parched and I was

in the

at the girl with

subtle sound of swallowing came one after the

middle-aged man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that had appeared

a virgin.She is young and pure, but the owner can

even need

voices of men popped up after

scrambled to purchase this beautiful sex

soar into great

but it just didn't feel right

then, the girl in the cage finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes

and stubbornness in her eyes, which was

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