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

cages were lined up beside me, as far as the eye

filled with she-wolves like me who

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

Peter's POV: 

sex slaves at this auction.What

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

known to be a silver- tongued fox amongst

thing to do in this modern era of civilization.Besides, we're only going to the auction 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

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

weren't for that

going to be Alpha soon, but you still

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

Hotel.This hotel was solely

part of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on

few moments later, the

on the stage, taking turns at the center.All

a set

finally auctioned off, it was time for the

I was no longer interested

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

resounded through the

slave, I suddenly couldn't take

big golden cage was moved to the

stunning, delicate girl

gauze skirt, her

long, brown, curly

facing down, so her face was

something told me that she definitely looked pure and

her curvaceous figure and revealed just the best parts of her

huge breasts, her

throat suddenly felt parched and I was starting to feel warm

other men in the

the

subtle sound of swallowing came one after the

beside me clumsily tried to cover the

but the owner can surely train her according to his own tastes

even need to say

after he started the bidding, several voices

to purchase this beautiful

the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding

it just didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I

raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a

and stubbornness in her eyes, which was what drew

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