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.

circling the cliff, I catch the scent, the very recent scent of Typhon. He saw Jara

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

way up the cliff face, I hear him talking to her. He has somehow managed to shift into his 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 to

for already being n*ake*d. Up here, I don’t see a problem with us completing

to touch me, Typhon.” My mate spits

need a mate. I need an heir. And you are just the woman

the top. When my head breaches the surface of the cliff, I see that Typhon has Jara on the ground. He’s bleeding where she clawed

his neck, yanking him off. As he goes flying, he shifts into his wolf form. He skids

baring his teeth at me. I move to stand in front of Jara, protecting

intent on killing the other. I feel a chunk of fur being ripped from my

he’s faster than I gave him credit for, or he’s desperate. He leaps at me again, ignoring the pain he must be feeling in his leg. 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

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

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