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 was crueler and more

lined up beside me, as far as the

she-wolves like me who

start to feel my own despair.What should

Peter's POV: 

beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this

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

though, known to be a silver- tongued

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

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 her a

been single for too long.Some things will rust

"If it weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought you

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

my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep

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

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

few moments later,

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

time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I

finally auctioned off, it was time for

no longer interested in

what I came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but

resounded through the walls

I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't

big golden cage was moved to the

a stunning, delicate girl was

a short, thin gauze skirt,

long, brown, curly hair cascaded down

down, so her face was not visible

that she definitely looked pure and

accented her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts of her

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

and I was starting to

men in the

gawked at the girl with eager

sound of swallowing came one

beside me clumsily tried to cover

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

host didn't even need

the bidding, several voices of men popped up after one

to purchase this beautiful sex

to soar into great amounts, far

but it just didn't feel right for me

head.I was met by her eyes that were as

in her eyes, which was what drew me in

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