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Captured By The Dragon

##WARNING This story will contain. Strong sexual content, strong language, dark scenes about human trafficking. ## Fear instantly overcame my senses. I had been trafficked. They’re selling me to shifters. Shifters paid irresistible money to own human girls as sex slaves. ** Everything was shaking all around me as if I was in the back of a moving car. An unpleasant smell that could have woken me from even my darkest dreams filled the air and convinced me that I was wide awake. Fear instantly overcame my senses. Where was I? What was I doing here? Who took me? “Help…” I tried to shout. My torn throat wouldn’t allow it. In my mind, images flashed of barbaric shifters standing outside that door. Big, tall and rough creatures that knew no manners and only wanted to claim things. I’d heard stories since I was old enough to understand that they favored pretty human girls and plucked them off the roads as if they were all free for the taking. ** Patara tried to move back away from the handsome young man, but he held her firm. Squeezing her chin a little harder to keep her in place. His blue-grey, beautiful eyes looked over her every feature as if he wanted to burn the image in his mind. “Would you like me to take you away?” He asked in a husky voice. His words made her skin litter in goosebumps. She couldn’t speak, only nod desperately. “And what do you offer me in exchange for your rescue? Would you like to follow me?” Slowly, she nodded her head and put her hand in his. “Remember your promises,” he said against her ear. She held her breath. “The last person who betrayed me got to see what his insides looked like before I slit his throat.”

Caroline Above Story · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
90 Chs

Chapter 49

#Chapter 49 What the hell

Dylan

It was easier to navigate the human world when you blended right in. My contact left an average van with the keys still in the ignition and two sets of clothing that slipped on perfectly. Somehow Erik managed to get the navigation to work and put in Patara’s house a few towns over.

We had to wait until it was dark enough before we made our move. After endless driving, we left the van at an old theatre lot and walked the rest of the way. Erik was a real actor when he put on a big, friendly grin and acted like we were talking about something funny. If I didn’t have to play along, I would have just shoved him in the street for all the times he knocked my shoulder and slapped my back.

I tried to cool my features to something more charming and calm when I noticed I was getting quite a few stares. Notably, they were mostly from girls, but I wasn’t about to let my guard down. I lowered the brim of my hat and kept on.