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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 86

#Chapter 86 Pending Death

Dylan

I felt lighter than I had in a long time. Even if war was coming, at least, I had a shot at real happiness hovering in the future.

“Erik,” I called, “Can you get a meeting together. We need to talk about what’s going to happen next.”

“I’m on it.”

Erik was just starting to fully recover after his run-in with the tiger princess and her lackeys. He had just the faintest hint of a limp now.

“Shouldn’t I go?” Patara asked. I eyed her.

“I’d rather have you on bedrest.”

“But I talked to Malcolm before he died.”

“That hunter?”

She hadn’t said that he’d been there. A bit of doubt crept up as Patara nodded, stroking Ethan’s hair.

After she’d planned to escape, she climbed out of the window using a sheet. Malcolm was there with his unit dropping off weapons.

“He covered for me and put me in his car. I asked him to take me back to you and Ethan, but he refused.” Her lips twitched, “I ran us off the road.”