Sixty-Nine: The Dungeons

The Dungeons

Sixty-Nine: Elijah

The look in my father’s face had me standing tall as two guards grabbed me by my upper arms. I hear my father’s warning growl as both hands quickly drop from my arms. Holding my head high, I follow the one in front of me as the other flanks me. I hear my Uncle Randy and Aunt Lexi arrive, their voices behind me. A sense of foreboding takes hold of me as we round the corner of the building. Looking around the grounds has me confused. I don’t see any families or pups anywhere. All there are a few males here and there. All of them were wearing the black robes of the Elders. Some tan ones that are Elders in training. Then of course you have the Council that wear the red robes with High Elder wearing red with black trim on his.

“What is going on in this place Aragon?” I ask him as I feel his strong presents inside of me. Normally he is c*cky and full of information for me. Now he feels like he is full of anger for some reason. “Keep lo