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

up beside me, as far

she-wolves like me

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

Peter's POV: 

that sexy and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at

a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my

a notorious playboy, though, known to be a silver-

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

was my sister, and she was our pack's precious princess.She was the apple of our eye.She tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction was

things will rust

  "If it weren't for that

saying.You're going to be Alpha soon, but you still don't have a

like my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and leave my love life

Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and was

regulation,

few moments later,

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

time, I decided to buy a

off, it was time for the

no longer interested

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

through the walls of

but when I saw the slave, I suddenly

big golden cage was moved

a stunning, delicate

short, thin gauze skirt, her

long, brown, curly hair

so her

me that she definitely looked pure and

accented her curvaceous figure and revealed just the

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

I was starting to feel

men in

the

of swallowing

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

and pure, but the owner

didn't even

started the bidding, several voices

bidders scrambled to purchase this

for the price to soar into

that this girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy

then, the girl in the cage finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that

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

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