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.

this punishment was crueler and

me, as

with she-wolves like me who had been sold as

their lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start

Peter's POV: 

sold as sex slaves

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

notorious playboy, though, known to be a

a primitive and barbaric thing to do in this modern era of civilization.Besides,

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

too long.Some things will rust if they

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

soon, but you still don't have

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

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

of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone else

later, the

stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious, and bidding prices began

for a long time, I decided to buy a

time for the final

this, I was no longer interested in

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

through the

slave,

was moved to the center of

stunning, delicate girl

thin gauze skirt, her knees to

curly hair cascaded down

facing down, so her face was

me that she definitely looked pure and

perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and revealed

complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage

felt parched and I was starting to

other men in

all gawked at the

subtle sound of swallowing came

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

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

host didn't even need to

several voices

bidders scrambled to purchase this beautiful sex

the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all

attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me

girl in the cage finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom,

in her eyes, which was what drew me in the