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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.”

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Chapter 55

#Chapter 55 A new hell

Patara & Dylan’s child - third POV

The baby grew faster than any of them knew what to do with. Once the nurses handed him off, he was placed in hands that felt disgusted just touching him. They were terrified that he would eat them if they didn’t feed him. He snipped at fingers as if they were meat for the taking.

Once that happened, they fitted him for a nuzzle that were meant for dogs. Only taking it off when he was allowed to eat something.

The food they did feed him was raw and bad for normal children—but they didn’t realize it was exactly what he craved when he was this hungry. Day by day he grew more and more right before their eyes. They could barely keep clothes on him until they finally just had him wear trash bags.

It was better fitting for him anyway, they said.