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

were lined up beside me, as far

filled with she-wolves like me who had been sold

stared into their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to feel

Peter's POV: 

as sex slaves at this auction.What do

mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good friend,

playboy, though, known to be a silver- tongued fox amongst the

I don't like when they do that.I've been wondering why we 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

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

things will rust if they are

kept teasing me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I would

going to be Alpha soon, but you still

man.Just keep driving.Be quiet

we finally arrived at the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and was where auctions would be

these.As part of regulation, Alvin

later, the auction

on the stage, taking turns at

a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like these things

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

longer interested in

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

voice resounded through the walls

I saw the slave,

big golden cage was moved to the center of

a stunning, delicate girl

a short, thin gauze skirt,

of her long, brown, curly hair cascaded

head was facing down, so

that she definitely

her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts of her

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

suddenly felt parched and I was starting to

the other men in the hall felt

the girl with eager

sound of swallowing came one after

man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that had appeared in his

a virgin.She is young and pure, but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes and enjoy pleasure

host didn't even need to

the bidding, several voices of men popped up after one

scrambled to purchase

to soar into great amounts,

was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right

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

and stubbornness in her eyes, which was

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