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.”

thinks this over a minute. “Maybe you could

her. “That would make

a dinner where we will sit with a different 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 all of us will have an a*s*signed guard

socializing events and tonight starts my elimination. Since there 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

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

sleeves. It’s about the same length as mine with a slit high enough to have the males slobbering over themselves. She’s finished her look with red heels similar in design

“If we don’t cause mayhem tonight, then we’ve definitely done something wrong.” She says, linking her arm in mine as we walk down

of guilt before I push it away. These omegas are excited about finding their mates. I

bodice and hips ending in black chiffon that drapes to the floor. Annabel is wearing 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 perfect for her, capturing her

into the cars and head to the first event of the evening. I turn to Luke, the guard specifically

twitch. ‘No, Alpha. There is

that’s depressing.”

turn and look at her, giving her an evil grin. “I guess

ignore them?” Sweet Layan

feeling bad. “I don’t

you?” She asks

fun as well. “We’ll see who’s in my group.”

are taken to the

Luke asks me.

“Yes, Alpha.”

lips twitch again as he opens the door to the room. Immediately, 20 pairs of eyes turn to look at

walk into the room, my head held high. I intend to look at all of them with disdain and then proceed to ignore them, but the Beta

over to him. “What is your

his hand. “I’m Beta