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.

and the group of men in the room settle, all of us more somber than before. Some of the omegas that were protecting Beta

I stand there, waiting for more of my pack to come in, grieving the loss of another good Alpha, Elder Jason comes to

after any of  your pack mates that come in while you’re being

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 me

my hands on her wrists. “Yes, Alpha Jara. I hear you. I will return to you as soon as I

to hers, kissing

drawing strength from her before I hear a throat clearing behind

Mason.”

to the door. When

a*s*sessing your ability to control yourself and your wolf. As an Alpha,

have. Our wolves fight against it, but we have to control them,

like it’s going to explode. The pain is so severe, it’s hard to 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, intending

I enter, she’s there. Her cool hands go to either side of my face and I can’t help the sigh of relief. It’s as if her hands are drawing the pain out of

Mason.” She leaves one hand on my forehead and takes my hand, guiding me to a

wanting to know if 1 need to

in since you left. Relax. If you feel better, you’ll be better able to help

I stay still, letting her touch soothe the ache in my head. I’m not sure, but I think I drift off to sleep. When

my other side. I can help two at