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.”

this over a minute. “Maybe you could introduce me

“That would make

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

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

I add bright red lipstick and dark makeup to my eyes. I finish the look with fat dangly earrings and black

to head to the waiting cars, I see that Hana has a similar idea. I can’t help but smile as I see her. Her dress is a daring red, also off the shoulder with long sleeves. It’s about the same length as mine with a slit high enough to

we’ve definitely done something wrong.” She says, linking

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

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 image of sweetness and

of the evening. I turn to Luke, the guard specifically a*s*signed to me tonight. “Can I get a drink at this

lips twitch. ‘No, Alpha. There is

depressing.”

her an evil grin. “I

you really going to ignore them?” Sweet

bad.

you?” She asks

spoiling their fun as

we arrive, we are taken to the rooms with

asks me. “You’ll be with me

“Yes, Alpha.”

anyone else.” His lips twitch again as he opens

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 from this morning

walk over to him. “What

his hand.