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

up beside me, as

like me

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

Peter's POV: 

sexy and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you think

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

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

know 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 a gift for Patricia.Not

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

single for too long.Some things will rust if they are not often used, you

it weren't for that

saying.You're going to be Alpha soon,

you really sound like my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and leave my love

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

part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else and

later,

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

finally auctioned off, it was time

longer interested in staying at the

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

voice resounded through the walls of

the slave,

golden cage was moved

a stunning, delicate

gauze skirt,

brown, curly

down, so her face was

me that she definitely looked

skirt perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best

perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage

and I was starting to

in the

at the girl with

subtle sound of swallowing came one after

me clumsily tried to cover the

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

host didn't even

several voices of

to purchase

into great amounts, far exceeding all

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

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

her eyes, which was what

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