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.

wasn't painful, but this punishment

me,

filled with she-wolves like me who had been

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

Peter's POV: 

as sex slaves at this auction.What

a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good friend, and also my future

a notorious playboy, though, known to be a

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 the auction to buy

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

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

that last sentence, I

be Alpha soon, but you still don't have a

now you really sound like my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet

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

star of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin

few moments later, the

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

buy a set

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

I was no longer interested in

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

host's voice resounded through the

slave, I suddenly couldn't take my

moved to the center of the

a stunning, delicate girl

thin gauze skirt, her

of her long, brown, curly hair

facing down, so

something told me that she

short skirt perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts of her

waist perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me

felt parched and I was starting to

in the hall felt

at the girl

swallowing came

tried to cover the

yet to turn eighteen years old.Yes, she is still a virgin.She is young and pure, but

even

the bidding, several voices of

bidders scrambled to purchase this

didn't take long for the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices that

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

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

was also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what drew me in the

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