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

up beside me, as far as

like me who had been

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

Peter's POV: 

sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of

a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was

notorious playboy, though, known to be a

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 auction to buy a gift

apple of our eye.She tended to be

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

teasing me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I would

to be Alpha soon,

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

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

of regulation, Alvin and I

few moments later,

kinds of items were displayed on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of

a long time, I decided to buy a set

was time for

longer interested

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

through the walls of

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

golden cage was moved to the center of

stunning, delicate girl

gauze skirt, her

long, brown, curly

so

that she definitely looked

figure and revealed just the best parts of

complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her

throat suddenly felt parched and I was starting to feel warm

other men in the

the girl with eager

swallowing came

middle-aged man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge that had

and pure, but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes and enjoy pleasure that

didn't even

bidding, several voices

bidders scrambled to purchase this

soar into great amounts, far exceeding

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

the cage finally raised her head.I was met by her

eyes, which was what drew

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