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.

painful, but this punishment was crueler and more

beside me, as far

filled with she-wolves like me who had

help but start to feel my own despair.What should I do

Peter's POV: 

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

with a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good

known to be

traditions.It's such a primitive and barbaric thing to do in this modern era of

apple of our eye.She tended to

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

weren't for that last sentence, I

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

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

the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for

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

later, the auction

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

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

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

I was no longer interested in staying at the

turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but

host's voice resounded through the walls

the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my eyes

moved to

delicate girl was

a short, thin gauze skirt,

curly hair cascaded down her

head was facing down, so her face was

she definitely looked

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

complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts,

felt parched and I was starting to

other men in the hall felt the

all gawked at the girl with eager

swallowing

middle-aged man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that

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 and enjoy pleasure that only

host didn't even

started the bidding, several voices of men

scrambled to purchase this beautiful sex

long for the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the

it just didn't feel right for me

finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom, devastatingly enchanting

was also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was

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