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 was crueler and

beside me, as far as

all filled with she-wolves like me who had been

their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start

Peter's POV: 

sold as sex

smile while driving.Alvin was my good

notorious playboy, though, known to be a

werewolves even still have slaves and such traditions.It's such a primitive and barbaric thing to do in this modern era of civilization.Besides, we're only going to the auction to buy a gift for Patricia.Not anything else.You've

princess.She was the apple of our eye.She tended to be very picky

on.You've been single for too long.Some things will rust if they

weren't for that last sentence,

soon, but you still don't have a

man.Just keep driving.Be quiet

was solely for werewolves and was where auctions would be

of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put

few moments later, the auction

kinds of items were displayed on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them

the items for a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for

was time for the final segment.Slaves were now brought up on

this, I was no longer interested in staying at

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

host's voice resounded through the walls of

when I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my eyes off of

cage was moved

delicate girl

gauze skirt, her knees

brown, curly hair cascaded

was facing down, so her face

something told me that she

short skirt perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and revealed just the

breasts, her cleavage luring me in

and I was

other men in the hall felt the

all gawked at the girl with

subtle sound of swallowing

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 surely train her according to his own tastes and enjoy

even need to say

he started the bidding, several voices of men popped up after

purchase this

take long for the price to soar into great amounts,

this girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt pity for

the cage finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower

eyes, which was what drew me

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