The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 78

Jara

When I left Mason at the cliffs, I thought he’d catch me quickly. When he didn’t, I was surprised, but also on alert. Just because I don’t see him doesn’t mean that he isn’t up to something.

It takes me awhile, but I finally find a tree that will hold my weight but few, if any, of the males left in the claiming. I climb high, knowing that Mason won’t be able to smell me when he finds me. I know he will, he won’t sleep tonight if he doesn’t find me.

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However, because the tree is smaller, in general, than the others that I’ve been sleeping in, I can only go so high before the branches become too small to hold even my weight.

I get as comfortable as I can, using several branches that are bunched together to squish myself into. Between all of them, I feel safe that my little spot here will hold.

I’ve nearly fallen asleep when I hear the rustling of the underbrush beneath me. Then I hear a limb snapping and the growling of frustration.

I lean over and see that Mason has found me. I’m really surprised that it took him this long. As I watch, he jumps up again, only to break the limb and fall back to the ground. Then he’s up and climbing the tree next to me. When he leaps over to my tree, I feel it sway with his weight.

Shit! I didn’t plan for him to get to me up here. There’s nowhere for me to go.

to the ground, only when he lands, he’s in wolf form and man

scent. His howl of frustration brings several wolves to see what the commotion is about. When he begins killing them without any warning, I know he’s back

up the tree and scratching the tree as if he’s trying to bring

the middle of the night. I’m exhausted and cramped but unwilling to move. Mason lays down at the bottom of

long before he’s up, trying to get to me again. He’s whining and growling, then he scratches at the tree before jumping up and finally giving

the time the sun starts to rise, but my adrenaline is pumping. This is it, I’m at the end. Only a couple

and see that Mason is sleeping again. I carefully unfold myself from this tree limb bed, hearing my joints

standing, I look down again. Still sleeping. Good. As quietly as

slip and send debris tumbling onto Mason. If he wakes up now, there’s no chance I’ll make it

attempt to climb to me, I leap to the tree next to me. This is the tree that Mason climbed last night. The limbs on this tree are much larger and sturdier. I stay at this height where it feels safe, but also low enough that I can start making my way through the trees to

trees, I begin to hear more shuffling and growling below me. The ranked wolves are aware enough to know that this

I don’t want to alert anyone that I’m up here. At this point, they’d probably pull the trees down to get to me. When I get

It’s 7:30am. I have 30 minutes and the

here. They are all keeping their distance from each other, but right now, they are so busy trying to catch my scent that they aren’t fighting

from Seth’s pack that I know. There are some others, one

30-40 wolves waiting for me, all searching, all whining and growling in frustration at not being able to find my scent. The breeze is in my favor

rush it. If I tried to leave the claiming territory before the end of the claim, the males would be within their rights to

Is he still asleep? Does he not realize that I’ve moved and

begin to climb lower in the tree. I keep looking around at the ground beneath me. The wolves