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.

painful, but this punishment was crueler

lined up beside me, as far as the

filled with she-wolves like me who had been sold

and couldn't help but start to feel my own despair.What

Peter's POV: 

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

was my

to be

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

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

too long.Some things will rust if

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

be Alpha soon, but you still don't have

mother.Whatever, man.Just keep

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

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

few moments later, the

taking turns at the center.All of them

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

time for the

I was no longer interested in staying at the

so I turned around to leave the hall.

through the

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

was moved to

a stunning, delicate girl

short, thin gauze skirt, her

long, brown, curly hair cascaded down her

down, so her face was

told me that she definitely looked

figure and revealed

and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in and captivating all of my

suddenly felt parched and I

other men in the hall

at the girl with eager

swallowing

to cover the bulge that

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

even need to

started the bidding, several voices of men popped up after one

purchase this beautiful sex

to soar into great amounts, far

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

by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom, devastatingly

her eyes, which was what drew me in the

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