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 more

up beside me, as far as the eye could

were all filled with she-wolves like me

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

Peter's POV: 

and beautiful she-wolves would often be sold as sex slaves at this auction.What do you think of buying one for

while driving.Alvin was my good

to be

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

our eye.She tended to be very picky with her presents.An auction

on.You've been single for too long.Some things will

weren't for that last sentence, I would have thought you were my

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

man.Just keep driving.Be quiet and leave my love life

Hotel.This hotel was solely for werewolves

star of events like these.As part of regulation,

few moments later,

at the

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

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

no longer

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

resounded through the walls of the

casually looked back, but when I saw the slave, I suddenly couldn't take my

golden cage was moved to

stunning, delicate

short, thin gauze skirt, her knees

brown, curly

down, so her face was

told me that she

and revealed just the best parts of

huge breasts, her cleavage luring me in and

and I was starting to

other men in the hall felt the

at the girl

of swallowing came

middle-aged man beside me clumsily tried to cover the bulge

yet to turn eighteen years old.Yes, she is still a virgin.She is young and pure, but the owner can surely train her

even

bidding, several voices of men popped up

purchase this beautiful

the price to soar into great amounts, far exceeding all

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

cage finally raised her head.I was met by her eyes that were as blue as a cornflower in bloom, devastatingly

was also coldness and stubbornness in her eyes,

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