The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 75

Mason

I don’t know if it’s because she’s a female and this is a claiming or if it’s because she’ s my mate, but Jara talking to me helps alleviate the haze. I feel better, more in control of my wolf I feel reason return and I’m not just going on straight instinct to kill and claim.

I still refuse to let her out of my sight but instead of just killing because other wolves get too close to her, I give them a warning. I only have to kill one. I’m not sure, but I think it’s another one of Typhon’s pack members. He’s down to three, at the most.

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I watch as she skips through the trees as if she’s a squirrel shifter, not a wolf shifter. When she gets to the cliff, I start feeling the haze getting stronger again. I can’t see her, I don’t know if she’s safe.

I begin pacing back and forth, looking up trying to find her, waiting for her to return to the safety of the trees. When she doesn’t, I begin looking around the cliff face, trying to find a way up. I need to see her. I need to know she’s safe. And if I can capture her on the cliff, she’s mine.

He saw

side of the cliff. My claws slip, the rocks cutting into my paws. One of my claws gets caught and rips out, but I don’t care. I am miming on adrenaline alone. I have to

human form. I try to pull on my human form, but I’m too angry. I want him dead, I want to kill him for trying

here, I don’t see a problem with us completing the bond. It’s not like

you if you try to touch me,

You know that I’ve caught you, fair and square. I need a mate. I need an heir. And

breaches the surface of the cliff, I see that Typhon has Jara on the ground. He’s bleeding where she clawed him across the face and neck, but he’s still going after her, snapping like he’s

myself up, and race to pull him off of her. I grab him by the back of his neck, yanking him off. As he goes flying, he shifts into his wolf form. He skids to a stop at the

move to stand in front of Jara, protecting her, willing to die for my

leaps at me, I jump to meet him, sending our wolves tumbling in a ball of teeth and claws, snapping and snarling. We are both intent on killing the other. I feel a chunk of fur being ripped from my body as I slash at his hind leg, causing

I move, reaching to grab side of his neck, but he’s able to get mine. He thrashes his head back and forth, pulling me off balance and tearing my

he’s racing toward Jara, who is sitting stunned watching us. I have a moment to realize that she’s been scratched and is bleeding from

seeing red, wanting his blood. He hurt my mate. And he’s still trying to claim her. As