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 more

were lined up beside me, as

were all filled with she-wolves like me who had

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

Peter's POV: 

would often be sold as sex slaves

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

notorious playboy, though, known to be

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 auction to buy a

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

single for too long.Some things will rust if they are not often used, you

me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought you

Alpha soon, but you still don't have

now you really sound like my mother.Whatever, man.Just

at the Midnight Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves and

precious items were the star of events like these.As part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on just like everyone

later,

the stage, taking turns at the

closely at the items for a long time, I decided to buy a set

it was time for

longer interested

came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.

through

back, but when I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my eyes off

big golden cage was moved to the center of

delicate girl

a short, thin gauze skirt, her knees

curly hair cascaded down her

so her face was not

she definitely looked

perfectly accented her curvaceous figure and revealed

huge breasts, her cleavage

parched and I was starting

men in

all gawked at the girl with

subtle sound of swallowing came one after

tried to cover the bulge that had

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

host didn't even need to say

the bidding, several voices of men popped

scrambled to purchase

to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices

feel right for me to

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

in her eyes, which was what drew me

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