The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 9

Jara

Contestants? They call us contestants as if we chose to be here. As if this is some beauty pageant that we applied to participate in.

I don’t bother to pay any attention to the ones that are pulled for my “social gathering”. I have no interest in getting to know any of these a*s*sholes.

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They pack us back into our SUVs and we return to our temporary7 housing. Mignon, Layan and Annabel arrived before us, and they are already inside chittering about the events of today.

“Hey, do you know who that man was that stood up for you today?” Hana asks as we walk inside.

I throw myself on the couch in the living area. “You mean Seth? He’s my brother.”

“You have a brother in the claiming?” Mignon says, coming to sit beside me.

“He would be eligible for any of our claiming’s, wouldn’t he?” Annabel asks.

I look at them. “Yes, he is.” I say, looking at Hana, who comes to sit with us. “But I’m pretty sure he’s chosen to be in Hana’s claim.” I say, giving her a ‘sorry’ look.

She looks at me a moment. “Is he a good man?”

“He’s a great Alpha, a better brother and I’m guessing an even better mate. You heard him today. He doesn’t think of us as objects. And he loves my spirit.”

over a minute. “Maybe you could introduce me after dinner

“That would make his

group of males, forced to interact. And finally, there will be free time where we are expected to interact with all the claimants. There will be dancing and socializing, but

will be dancing, only someone that knows the Argentinian Tango will be allowed to dance with me. It’s rare enough that werewolves learn how to dance, that I’m hoping I can deny all of them my time. And in an effort to push the wolves into a testosterone induced fight, I’m wearing a practically sheer black lace dress. The dress is off the shoulder but has sleeves that go to my wrists with a piece that hooks over my middle finger, holding it in place. The dress falls just below my knees but has a slit on the right side that is high enough that I will have no problem with the tango kicks and will also give the males the

falling around my face. I add bright red lipstick and dark makeup to my eyes. I finish the look with fat dangly earrings and black high heels with a strap across my ankle

sleeves. It’s about the same length as

“If we don’t cause mayhem tonight, then we’ve definitely done something wrong.” She

to incite a not and I have a moment of guilt before I push it away. These omegas are excited about finding their mates. I

a pink, sequined, spaghetti strap dress that is floor length but has a slit up to her thigh. Layan, on the other hand, has a pure white dress with spaghetti straps that falls in layers to the floor. It’s

to Luke, the guard specifically

‘No, Alpha. There is no alcohol allowed

depressing.” Hana

and look at her, giving her an evil grin. “I guess we’ll just have to outwardly ignore them

ignore them?” Sweet Layan

feeling bad. “I don’t know,

She asks

feels guilty about spoiling their fun as well. “We’ll see

we arrive, we are taken to the rooms with our

asks me. “You’ll be

“Yes, Alpha.”

if I spend more time talking to you than to anyone else.” His lips twitch again as he opens the door to

into the room, my head held high. I intend to look at all of them with

him. “What is your name,

his hand. “I’m