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.”

kind of Alpha would I be if I

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 other pack mates

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

I get some food before

there. She must have found a place to shower, as she isn’t covered in blood, but she’s wearing the clothes T brought her earlier. They are too big on her, the shirt falling to her mid-thigh, the sweatpants look rolled up around

lean on me. She’s a strong woman, but she’s hurting. It takes everything in me to not pull her into my chest and wrap my arms

my hand, gripping it as if I’m

think one of the dead pack

up on the stage in front of the pyres. He announces the names of those that died this morning and the packs that they are

A couple people get up and speak about their friends or pack mates. When it’s

slices through me, making my

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

hear Seth.” Jara says, leaning against

any of them from your pack?” I ask. I know one of the ones in the hospital

still mourns their death,

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

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

to

it worse for you, Mason. I

me. What’ s left of