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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 66

#Chapter 66 More wounds

Patara

We hit the ground harder than expected. I held Ethan to my chest and Erik held onto me as if he was a cage around us as we all rolled off of Dylan’s back from the impact. My head spun and I tried my best not to let go of my baby until we stopped rolling.

A few feet away from where we landed, we came to a rough stop against a thick tree. Erik looked as if he took most of the hit, but he still got up with a groan to check Dylan the moment he got a bit of breath back in him.

It took me a few moments longer before my head stopped making my world shift beneath me. I stood on shaky legs and followed Erik. Dylan had shifted back into his human form by the time we reached him and there was blood—everywhere. I couldn’t even tell where he was hit.