Chapter Eleven: A Trapped Dog

Motus leapt at the tall man as Atzi disappears from his sight. "i hope she gets out safely." He thought to himself as he attacked. The man caught Motus by his neck and threw him into a nearby shelf. The shelf and all its dusty contents crashed on top of Motus with a loud clatter. 

"You ain't so big and bad now are ya? Haha! Just a scared pup you are now." The tall man stepped into a brighter light to reveal himself as Amadaus. Motus attempted to stand, but he was wobbly and aching, 

"Take this mutt to the grand meeting room. Im sure the Alpha would love to see what we caught." Amadaus said with a nasty sneer. Two other guys came at Motus and carried him off.

Amadaus was just about to fo!low when he caught the scent of another....a female. A wicked smile appeared on his lips bigger then the chesire cat. He pulled a lower ranked wolf to him and said.

"Smell that? We hace a little lost girl running around...find her and bring her to me..unharmed. Damon may have use for her."

The wolf smiled as he bowed and took in Atzi's scent. He howled and darted off down the corridor. 

 Commotion was heard from behind the grest wooden doors. Damon was in his usual place at the head of a round food laiden table.

His females surrounded him and took care of his needs. Damon glared at the doors and growled as the noise got louder.

"WHATEVER IS CAUSING THAT RUKUS BRING IT HERE NOW!!" he barked as the two males drug in the struggling Motus.

"ahhh, its you...sniveling Motus. Come to your senses yet and wish to surrender correctly now?" Damon sneered at Motus as he stood.

Motus growled loudly and snarled. "You know damn well im not giving in to you without a fight.

Damon shook his head and walked towards Mouts.

He grabbed Motus' snout and squeezed it, his nails cutting into it, drawing blood. Motus whined a bit but growled.

"We shall see, look at you, a trapped dog and no one to save him. "

Motus huffs and squirms but a guard hits him on the back. Motus yelped and growled.

Just as Damon opened his mouth to speak, his Beta Monty appears and shouts: "Sir, we have the scent of another one who was with Motus...a female."

Damon laughed aloud and gave Motus a very evil look. "Oh? A female?...so is this your rescue? A lowly female you picked up off the street..oh this is just perfect.  "

He looked to Amadaus and instructed him to bring the female unharmed..if needed to use force but she was to remain alive.

In Motus' mind, he was going ballistic.  The thought of them laying a finger on Atzi drove his inner wolf insane.  She was his, no one touches her.

Amadaus reassured Damon that he already had guards searching. Damon nods and says:

"Toss this dog in a..proper room. Show him our best."

The guards laughed and drug Motus to the holding cells. Motus snarled and growled but was thrown into the cold cell.

The last thing he heard before being left in darkness was the jeering laughter of the guards.

"Atzi, please stay safe."