The Alpha's Mysterious Mate ( The Fate Series Book 1)

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

lined up beside me, as far as the

were all filled with she-wolves like me who had been sold

stared into their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to feel my own

Peter's POV: 

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

driving.Alvin was

though, known to be a silver- tongued

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

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

too long.Some things will

for that

be Alpha soon, but you still don't have

you really sound like my mother.Whatever, man.Just

was solely

rare and precious items were the star of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else and sat in

few moments later, the auction

displayed on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious, and bidding prices

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

off, it was time for the final segment.Slaves were now

was no longer interested in staying

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

resounded through the walls of the

but when I saw the slave, I suddenly

was moved to the center of the

delicate girl

wore a short, thin gauze skirt, her knees

her long, brown, curly hair cascaded down her

head was facing down, so her face was

that she definitely

her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts of

and huge breasts, her cleavage

I was starting to feel warm

the other men in the hall

all gawked at the

swallowing came

to cover the bulge

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

didn't even need

he started the bidding, several voices of men popped

scrambled to purchase

to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the

didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt pity for

was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower

her eyes, which was what drew