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

up beside me, as far as

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

lifeless eyes and couldn't help but start to feel my own

Peter's POV: 

she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you

a mischievous smile while driving.Alvin was my good

a notorious playboy, though, known to be a silver- tongued

primitive and barbaric thing to do in this modern era of civilization.Besides, we're only going to the auction to buy a gift for Patricia.Not anything else.You've really

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

on.You've been single for too long.Some things will rust if they are

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

saying.You're going to be Alpha soon, but you still

sound like my mother.Whatever, man.Just keep driving.Be quiet

hotel was solely for werewolves and was where

of regulation, Alvin and I put masks on

later, the auction

were displayed on the stage, taking turns at the center.All of them were precious, and bidding

the items for a long time, I decided to buy a set of vintage jewelry for Patricia.I knew she would like these

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

this, I was no longer

I came for, so I turned around to leave the hall.  "Last but not the least, we have this beautiful sex slave ready

voice resounded through the

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

big golden cage was moved to the center of the

delicate girl

thin gauze skirt, her

brown, curly hair cascaded

facing down, so her face was not

told me that she definitely looked

curvaceous figure and

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

throat suddenly felt parched and I

other men in the hall

the girl

sound of swallowing came

cover the bulge that

young and pure, but the owner can

host didn't even need

bidding, several voices of men popped

bidders scrambled to purchase this

into great amounts, far exceeding all the prices

girl was indeed attractive, but it just didn't feel right for me to buy slaves.I felt

by her eyes that

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

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