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

her. “That would make his

a social gathering. Then there will be 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

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

hair into a bun, with pieces 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

a daring red, also off the shoulder with long 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 to mine and a red chocker that

as feral as mine when she sees me. “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 to meet up

are considerably different than ours. They aren’t planning 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 wish I could share their joy and excitement, but I’ve seen the

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

the evening. I turn to

lips twitch. ‘No, Alpha. There is no alcohol allowed until

depressing.” Hana

grin. “I guess we’ll just have to

you really going to ignore them?” Sweet Layan

bad. “I

She

about spoiling their fun as well.

we arrive, we are taken to the rooms with

Alpha?” Luke 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 the room.

to look at all of them with disdain and then proceed to ignore them, but the Beta

him. “What is your name,

hand. “I’m Beta Elijah. Alpha