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.”

a minute. “Maybe you

at her. “That would

tonight’s event. First, there will be 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 socializing, but all of us will have an a*s*signed guard as well as a full entourage

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

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 to make dancing

with long sleeves. It’s about

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 with

a moment of guilt before I push it away.

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,

evening. I turn to Luke, the guard specifically a*s*signed to me tonight.

Alpha. There is no alcohol allowed

that’s depressing.”

her an evil grin. “I guess we’ll just have to outwardly ignore them

really going to ignore them?” Sweet Layan

bad. “I don’t know,

She asks

Hana feels guilty about spoiling their fun

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

held high. I intend to look at all of them with disdain and then proceed to

over to him. “What is your

his hand.