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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 46

#Chapter 46 Strange words

Patara

“Patara! He sent you more roses!” My mother bursted into my room with a large vase of yellow roses. I hadn’t seen her that happy since my sister was getting married. She placed them on my dresser with a dreamy sigh as if they were actually for her. “Isn’t he the sweetest man you have ever met?”

I rolled my eyes and stood. I still hadn't broken my habit of staying in my pajamas all day until night when I would bathe and put on a new pair. I knew it irritated my mother more than anything, perhaps that was why I didn’t want to change most of the days. Lately it had been feeling good to not be the doll she could model and tell what to do.

She turned to face me and her face dropped as if it was right on cue. “Would it kill you to look happy? You’re lucky he is even interested in you after what happened. Most men would run the other way if they knew you had been taken into the shifter world.”