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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 · Fantasie
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90 Chs

Chapter 69

#Chapter 69 not so bad

Patara

Dylan stayed in bed much longer than I expected. He slept for two days before he finally woke up like he was brand new. By then, Ethan had grown a little and the clothes Erik had brought for him were already getting a little small. It was a good thing he brought enough to last him until he was at least the size of a ten year old.

I only wish I knew how fast it would be until he grew that big. Days? Weeks? I didn’t understand any of it. I wanted to turn back the clocks and hold him when he was a baby. Every ounce of me regretted the day I trusted my mother to do the right thing and respect my wishes.

I knew there was no sense in living in the past. I couldn’t change what happened just because I regretting it all. All I could do was try and make each new day better. Even if there were a hundred more bumps to face in the road.