The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 39

Mason

I feel sick as I watch the Alpha wolf shift to his human form. Alpha Cameron. Beta Luke knew it wasn’t likely that he’d make it through rea*s*sessment, and he was right.

I see him from the comer of my eye, standing in the hallway. His face is a mask of the pain he’s feeling at the loss of his Alpha. He throws his head back and howls his pain. The rest of the pack answering him as they feel the tether to their Alpha snap.

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“Beta Luke, is there an heir for the Alpha position in your pack?” Elder Jason asks him.

He shakes his head. “No, just me.”

Elder Jason nods. “We’ll need to perform an Alpha ceremony today. Your pack needs an Alpha.”

Jara looks up at Beta Luke. “We can have a burial ceremony this evening for Alpha Cameron, allowing your pack to grieve.”

I see Elder Jason look at Jara. He hadn’t planned to have an official funeral, but I agree with Jara. It’s the right thing to do. His pack needs to grieve him and then they need to submit to their new Alpha, even if this postpones Annabel’s claim by another day.

Alpha Cameron, Jara stands, wiping her eyes and the group of men in the room settle, all of us more somber than before. Some of the omegas that were protecting Beta Hana have now vomited from moving too quickly. Jara goes to a*s*sist Hana in helping

of another good Alpha, Elder Jason comes to the door. “Alpha Mason, you volunteered to be re-evaluated today. There is a slot available

pack mates that come in while you’re being rea*s*sessed.” She says, before standing and

her hands. “You pass a*s*sessment and come back here. To me. I’ll help you heal. Do you hear me. Alpha Mason? I expect you to pass and return to me.” Her eyes are wild with her fear for me and her need for

Jara. I hear you. I will return to you as soon

to hers,

her mouth, drawing strength from her before I hear a throat

way, Alpha Mason.”

to the door. When I do, I turn, and follow

to control yourself and your wolf. As an Alpha, the push is harder than others. We’re put through simulations where we are forced to submit to another Alpha, to give up our pack and once

leaves you with nothing, nothing but a useless title. No pack, no mate, no place to live and no place to belong. As a werewolf and definitely as an Alpha wolf, it’s the worst possible feeling you can have. Our wolves fight against it, but we have to control them, not letting them attack during the a*s*sessment. As I feel the desolation try to pull me under, I remember Jara. The feel of her hands on my face, her lips on mine, her request

see. I’m light sensitive and although I’ve never vomited after an a*s*sessment, I feel nauseous. I walk out, heading back to the room,

my face and I can’t help the sigh of relief. It’s as if her

on my forehead and takes

know if 1 need to suck it up and

helping the couple of pack members who have come in since you left. Relax. If you feel better, you’ll be better able to help your pack.” She says to

touch soothe the ache in my head. I’m not sure, but I think I drift off to sleep. When 1 wake, I hear quiet voices

can help