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

were lined up beside me, as far as the

all filled with she-wolves like me who

but start

Peter's POV: 

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

mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good friend,

known to be a silver- tongued fox amongst

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 anything

eye.She tended to

single for too long.Some things will rust if they are not

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

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

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

we finally arrived at the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for

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

later, the auction

items were displayed on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them

closely at the items for a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew

it was time for

longer interested in staying

leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have this

through the

slave, I suddenly

golden cage was moved to the

delicate girl

thin gauze

brown, curly hair cascaded down

facing down, so

that she definitely looked pure and

and revealed just the best parts of

and huge breasts, her cleavage luring

I was starting to

in

at the

swallowing came one after

me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that had appeared

pure, but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes and

host didn't even need to say

voices of men

to purchase

to soar into

attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt

her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue

in her eyes, which was

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