##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. 
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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.  
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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.” 

Captured By The Dragon

The men left the car to give me a bit of privacy as I cleaned myself up. I wrapped the trash in a small bag and tossed it before I met Dylan on the top of a small hill. He stood tall, looking up at the sky with squinted eyes.


“It might rain.” He said as I approached him. His eyes were pure black when he turned to look at me—not even a bit of white.


I couldn’t help it, I stepped back at how inhuman they were. My hands started to tremble as his hands started to shift into—something else?


“Don’t be afraid.” He said in a deep, dark voice before the Dylan I knew became no more.


I wanted to scream and run as far as I could, but my feet were rooted to the spot. I watched Dylan shift before my eyes, but it still didn’t feel real. All of this felt like one big nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from no matter how many times I pinched myself.


Chapter 17