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

lined up beside me, as far as

with she-wolves like me who had

eyes and couldn't help but start to feel my own despair.What should I do

Peter's POV: 

she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this

a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good friend,

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

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 only going to the

to be very picky with her presents.An auction was the perfect place to find

single for too long.Some things will rust if

for that last sentence, I would have thought you

saying.You're going to be Alpha soon, but you still don't have

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

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

part of regulation, Alvin and

moments later,

stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious,

a long time, I decided to buy a set

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

longer interested in staying at

leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have this beautiful sex slave ready for

voice resounded through the walls

I saw the slave, I

golden cage was moved to the center of the

stunning, delicate girl

short, thin gauze skirt,

her long, brown, curly hair cascaded down her

facing down, so

something told me that she definitely looked

curvaceous figure and

complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me

suddenly felt parched and I was starting to feel warm

the other men in

all gawked at the girl

swallowing came one after

clumsily tried to cover the

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

didn't even need to

after he started the bidding, several voices of

purchase this beautiful

the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices that

feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt

by her eyes that were as blue as a

stubbornness in her eyes, which