The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming By Cooper Chapter 73

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 73

Mason

Where is she? Where is she?

I walk back to the trees where I can smell her scent, then to the trees past it where it disappears.

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Where is she? Where is she?

Back and forth, back and forth.

She’s got to be somewhere. But her scent ends here.

Back and forth, back and forth.

I look up into the tree for the hundredth time. I can’t see her. Even if it was daylight, I couldn’t see her. How can I find her if there is no sound, no scent?

Where is my mate? Where is she?

When I collapse, exhausted, I lay under the tree. The last one where I can find her scent. Maybe tomorrow, I can find it again. If not, I’ll have to go searching for it somewhere else.

she escape me? She can’t. She must be nearby. I’ll stay here. Guard her, guard what’s mine

what feels like moments. I

in my chest. No one is taking what is

lifting my nose into the air, sniffing

to capture the scent, trying to find that delicious smell. My mouth waters at it. All I

move. This is a hunt, and I am a stealthy predator. I will hunt my mate. I will run her down if I

catch her scent. I turn,

as high as they will go. There, very faint, is her

can, growling in frustration when the tree limbs are too low for me to catch. I still can’t see her, but when I jump, I can just

begin snarling and growling in my frustration, clawing at the tree, leaving

than hear another wolf stalking

bite down on his neck as I catch him by surprise. I shake my head,

flips over on his back, trying to dislodge me. His paws begin scratching my underside, slicing into my ribs, but I refuse to

begin circling each other trying to find an opening. When I find it, I dive

back. I take the opportunity to grab hold of the side of his neck, my bottom teeth puncturing his throat. I can

bite down harder, knowing that I have him in a death hold. I just have to wait him out. He continues snapping at me until he becomes too weak. When he collapses at my feet, I hold on to him until I hear

my bloody muzzle to the air, howling my dominance over this

more, to make sure that he won’t get back up before turning back to the tree. I j ump up and realize that my mate’s scent is now even more

was fighting to the death, she

Elijah POV

eye on Mason, making sure that he didn’t get injured. I was hoping that I would be immune to the claiming haze, but once he succumbed it became

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