The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 72

Jara

After leaving Elijah, I skirted around the territory, staying in the trees. I have food now, thanks to Elijah and based on what he told me, things are going to get increasingly worse in these last few days.

As I’m skirting the edge of the territory in the trees, I find another cliff. This one has a small watering hole in it. It’s probably meant to be drinking water, which I need, but I also need to wash this blood off of me.

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I’m careful this time, checking all sides of the cliff before leaping from my tree to the top. I turn and immediately crouch to see what is going on below me. From here, I have a better view of the chaos on the forest floor. Every where I look, there are wolves fighting, running, hiding. It’s terrible. There are very few that are still in groups now, they all seem to be on their own.

my hand and ami. I look down at Mason’s shirt and realize that once again, it

sun dry it before I have to leave. I wish I could spend the night here but it’s not safe. Having seen how easily Typhon’s Beta snuck

there are only wolves. No one seems to be in their human form anymore. It must be because of the claiming haze, in our wolf form, our senses are heightened even more than normal. It would make sense why Elijah said my scent would be addictive. In this form, my scent would be very strong. I’ve been all over this territory for the last five

But knowing that my claimants would have to get out of the haze long enough to realize they need to shift to catch me just confirms that decision. Because, even if I’m

to come back here if it’s safe. I like it up here, especially since there is water. I take a couple more gulps, using my hands to scoop the water, before leaping into the nearest tree and heading toward my spot

Mason’s scent. He was here looking for me. When I leap into one of the trees I use to climb down, I realize that he was not

meat. He left me food. I can’t help but smile.

a snarling fight going on nearby. This tree is no longer safe, so I tie a knot into the shirt and put the strips of meat inside

when I hear the howl of the hunt. I’ve been hearing them for days now, so I’ve become accustomed to ignoring them. However, this one

actually hunting me. The only choice I have is to

But if I don’t, every remaining wolf in the territory will be under these

the dark, as can all wolves. Mason’s shirt which was once white, is now so