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.

wasn't painful, but this punishment was crueler and more

lined up beside me, as far as the eye

she-wolves like me who had

couldn't help but start

Peter's POV: 

be sold as sex

with a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good

though, known to be

been wondering why we werewolves even still have slaves and such traditions.It's such a primitive and barbaric thing to do in

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,

"If it weren't for that

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

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

Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves

regulation, Alvin and I put masks on

later, the auction

turns at the

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

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

this, I was no longer interested in

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

host's voice resounded through the

looked back, but when I saw the slave,

big golden cage was moved to the

stunning, delicate girl was

gauze skirt, her knees to the

her long, brown, curly hair cascaded

was facing down, so her

something told me that she definitely looked

and revealed

perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in and captivating all

suddenly felt parched and I was starting to

in the

at the girl with

subtle sound of swallowing came one after

tried to cover the bulge that had

sex slave has yet to turn eighteen years old.Yes, she is still a virgin.She is young and pure, but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes and enjoy pleasure that

even

bidding, several voices of men popped

bidders scrambled to purchase this beautiful

soar into

feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt pity

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

was also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what drew me