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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 · Fantaisie
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Chapter 12

#Chapter 12 First Night

Dylan

Cars weren’t normally used in the shifter territory, but soldiers were allowed to have them for transportation reasons. The grounds for the most part were clean, untouched beauty that looked so majestical compared to the human world where everything was gloomy and plastic.

At least it was like this in the dragon territory. The wolves and tigers favored a more jungle like atmosphere that appeared almost as wild as it actually was.

Patara laid her head on my lap as I stared out the windows. It was a view I had seen millions of times. Tall purple mountains with a light glistening of snow. The grounds were green and orange all over as if two seasons were trying to fight for a spotlight.

The little girl, who I only just discovered was named Cindy, sat in the front seat with her arms wrapped tightly around her legs. She hid her face in her knees and ignored the strange, but beautiful scenery they passed. I could see her body shaking from where I sat.