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.

but this punishment was crueler and

up beside me,

like

help but start to feel my own despair.What should I do

Peter's POV: 

and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex

while driving.Alvin was

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 in this modern era of civilization.Besides, we're only

was the apple of our eye.She tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction was the perfect

been single for too long.Some things will rust if they are not often used, you

weren't for that last sentence, I would

Alpha soon, but

like my mother.Whatever, man.Just

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

of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else and sat

few moments later, the

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

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

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

was no longer

came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have this beautiful sex

through the walls of the

looked back, but when I saw the slave, I suddenly

golden cage was moved to the center of the

stunning, delicate girl

a short, thin gauze skirt, her knees

of her long, brown, curly hair cascaded down

down, so her face was

something told me that she definitely looked

figure and revealed

breasts, her cleavage luring

parched and I was starting to

the other men in the hall

at the

swallowing came one after

tried to cover the bulge that had appeared

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

even need to say

he started the bidding, several voices of men popped up

bidders scrambled to purchase this beautiful

long for the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the

that this girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt pity for her

finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower

eyes, which was what drew me