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

beside me, as far as the eye

like me who had

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

Peter's POV: 

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

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

to be

don't like when 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

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

for too long.Some things will rust if they

me.  "If it weren't for that last sentence, I

to be Alpha soon, but you still don't have

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

solely

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

moments later,

stage, taking turns at

I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry

off, it was time for the

I was no longer

had gotten what I came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have

voice resounded through the walls

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

was moved

stunning, delicate girl was

thin gauze skirt, her knees to the

her long, brown, curly hair cascaded down

was facing down, so her face was

told me that she definitely

figure and revealed just the best parts of her

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

I was

men in the hall felt the

the girl with eager

sound of swallowing came one

to cover the bulge that

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

host didn't even need

started the bidding, several voices of men popped

to purchase this beautiful sex

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

could admit that this girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel

met by her eyes that were as blue as

coldness and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what drew

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