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.

wasn't painful, but this punishment

beside me, as far as

all filled with she-wolves like

start to feel my own despair.What should I do now?

Peter's POV: 

sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of buying one for yourself,

while driving.Alvin was my

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 going to

my sister, and she was our pack's precious princess.She was the apple of our eye.She tended to

will

it weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought

going to be Alpha soon,

man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and

we finally arrived at the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and was where auctions would be held

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 the

moments later, the auction

turns at the center.All of them were precious, and

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

items were finally auctioned off, it was time

I was no longer interested in

hall.  "Last

host's voice resounded through the walls

back, but when I saw the slave, I

golden cage was moved

stunning, delicate girl

thin gauze skirt, her knees to

long, brown, curly

head was facing down, so her face was

she definitely looked pure

short skirt perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and

perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in and captivating all of

felt parched and I

the other men in

the girl with

of swallowing came one after the

cover the bulge that had

is young and pure, but the owner can surely train her according to

host didn't even need to

started the bidding, several voices

scrambled to purchase this beautiful sex

take long for the price to soar into great amounts,

but it just didn't feel right for me to buy

cage 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 drew

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