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.

but this punishment was crueler

up beside me, as far as the eye could

were all filled with she-wolves like

their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to

Peter's POV: 

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

driving.Alvin was my good

to be a silver-

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

tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction

too long.Some things will

kept teasing me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought

Alpha soon, but you still don't have a

my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be

solely for werewolves and was where auctions

these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on

few moments later, the

the stage, taking turns at the center.All of

for a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like these

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

this, I was no longer

to leave the hall.  "Last but not the

resounded through the

slave, I suddenly couldn't take my eyes off of

moved to

stunning, delicate girl was

gauze

brown, curly hair cascaded down her

was facing down, so

that she definitely looked

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

buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in

I was

other men in the hall

gawked at the girl

swallowing came

tried to cover

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

didn't even need to say

after he started the bidding, several voices

scrambled to purchase this

the price to soar into great amounts, far

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

was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom, devastatingly

her eyes, which was what drew me in

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