The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 53

Mason

I help Elder Jason prepare the funerals for the ten claimants.

I don’t know if it was Jara’s command or if the others were just lucky, but the ones that were alive when the medics got here all survived their surgeries. Jara has spent the day at the hospital ensuring the survivors know she’s there and helping them as best she can.

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“This is exactly what I was talking about the other day, Elder Jason. Ten senseless deaths and for what?” I say as we build the ten pyres. I pause, wiping the sweat off my face. I’m not the only one out here. Many others are here. Several packs lost pack members this morning. Not surprisingly. Typhon isn’t here. I wonder if he’ll even show up tonight for the services.

“This isn’t survival of the fittest.” I say, continuing my train of thought as we work. “If it was, we wouldn’t be pitting omegas against ranked members, warriors against Alphas. It’s unfair to the weaker members of the packs. How is it fair to these men, who were here for a good reason, just wanting to find their mate? They didn’t even stand a chance.”

“I’m aware, Alpha, but my hands are tied. At least this year. I just have to hope that enough of you survive and change can be made before next year’s claiming.”

“Oh, I plan to not only survive, but to walk out of the claiming territory with my mate in my arms and my mark on her neck. When I do, you can expect that together, we’ll bring about that change.”

Elder Jason looks at the others around us who I know are listening. I don’t care. I don’t care if every one of them thinks they will claim Jara.

They won’t. I won’t allow it. She’s mine.

“Bold words, Alpha.”

I be if I

and lay the dead, now wrapped in their shroud, on them. Throughout out the day we’ve heard more sounds coming from the claiming territory. I can only hope that Elijah and my

sure that Jara was sent food today, but I haven’t eaten more than a quick

food before heading out. When I get

shirt falling to her mid-thigh, the sweatpants look rolled up around the waist and the ankles but she’s still having to hold them up. I can tell from here that she doesn’t care. She’ s still

strong woman, but she’s hurting. It takes everything in me to not pull her into

my hand, gripping it as if I’m

the dead pack members is his and he can’t even be bothered

front of the pyres. He announces the names of those that died

up and speak about their friends or pack mates. When it’s done, Elder Jason lights the pyres,

a sad and mournful howl. The sound of it slices through

inside the claiming territory continue. It’s almost as if they have stopped fighting for a little while to give homage to their dead pack mates. I hope that’s what it is. I hope that this isn’t

Seth.” Jara

my arm around her. “Were any of them from your pack?” I ask. I know one of the ones in

their death,

to walk you back?” I ask her as the others move to go

tears in her eyes. “I’m afraid, Mason. What if this is you? I don’t know how…” Her voice breaks and I pull her against

told you, I’m not planning on dying.” I don’t want her to know that Typhon has given an Alpha

I don’t want everyone to turn against you. You can’t

What’ s left of Alpha Antonio’s pack won’t either. There