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

me, as far as the

with she-wolves like me who had

eyes and couldn't help but start

Peter's POV: 

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

mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good friend, and also my future

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

you 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

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

long.Some things will rust if they

that last sentence, I

to be Alpha soon, but you still

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

Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and

part of regulation, Alvin and I

few moments later,

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

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

off, it was time

was no longer

came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.

through

when I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my eyes off

golden cage was moved to

stunning, delicate

a short, thin gauze skirt, her knees to

curly hair cascaded down her

facing down, so her

me that she definitely

short skirt perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and

perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her

I was

men in the hall

the

swallowing came one

tried to cover the bulge that

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 only she can

didn't even need

started the bidding, several voices of men

scrambled to purchase

soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices that

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

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

also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what

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