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.

this punishment

me, as

filled with she-wolves like

lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to

Peter's POV: 

sex slaves at this

driving.Alvin was my good friend, and also

to be a silver-

been wondering why we werewolves even still have slaves and such traditions.It's such a primitive and barbaric thing to do in this

our eye.She tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction was the perfect place

things will rust

teasing me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought you were my

just saying.You're going to be Alpha soon, but you

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

arrived at the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely

precious items were the star of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put

later, the auction

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

a long time, I decided to buy a set of

material items were finally auctioned off, it was time for the final segment.Slaves were

longer interested

so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have

through the walls of

saw the slave, I suddenly

big golden cage was moved

stunning, delicate

gauze skirt, her knees to

curly hair

so her face was

me that she definitely looked

figure and revealed just

and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in and captivating all

suddenly felt parched and I was starting to feel

men in the hall felt the

gawked at the girl with

sound of swallowing

tried to cover the bulge that had appeared in

old.Yes, she is still a virgin.She is young and pure, but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes and

host didn't even need to say

bidding, several voices of

purchase

soar into great

didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt pity for her and prepared to

was met by her eyes that were as

her eyes, which was what drew me in

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