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 and

cages were lined up beside me, as

were all filled with she-wolves like me who had been

and couldn't help but start to feel my own despair.What should I do now?

Peter's POV: 

Peter.I heard that sexy and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of buying

while driving.Alvin was

a notorious playboy, though, known to be a

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

my sister, and she was our pack's precious princess.She was the apple of our eye.She tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction was the perfect place to find

single for too long.Some things will

weren't for that last sentence, I would

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

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

was solely for werewolves and was where auctions

events like these.As part of regulation,

later,

at the

buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like these things

it was time for the final

no longer

around to leave the hall. 

through the walls of the

but when I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take

big golden cage was moved to the center of

stunning, delicate girl was

wore a short, thin gauze skirt, her knees to the

of her long, brown, curly hair

so her face was not visible

that she definitely looked pure

her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts

slim waist perfectly complemented her plump buttocks and huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in

throat suddenly felt parched and I was starting

the other men in the hall felt the

at the girl

of swallowing

cover the bulge that had appeared

and pure, but the

host didn't even need to

started the bidding, several voices

scrambled to purchase this beautiful

long for the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices that preceded

but it just didn't feel right for

by her eyes that were as blue as

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

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