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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 25

#Chapter 25 A test at affection

Dylan - third

Dylan woke up early. He could smell her all around him even though she was down the hall from him. She was so close and so far away at the same time, he didn’t know how to cut the gap between them.

His body ached as it tried to push out the poison inside him. Slowly, he got up and made it down to the kitchen. By nightfall he would be good as new.

He saw it yesterday, that small bit of kindness she showed him. He saw her start to warm up and for the first time he thought that all hope wasn’t lost. He could redeem it before it all ended in flames.

Perhaps it was the house that was too dark. He had another place that was brighter and filled with a softness that matched her. Maybe he would take her there.

Dylan made her breakfast. He sent the cook away and filled the house with sweet scents. Soon enough, his attempt worked. She wandered down the stairs with a curious look on her face as she followed the smell right to him.