The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming By Cooper Chapter 80

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 80

Jara

I wake slowly, not fully understanding my surroundings. I don’t hear any snarling or growling like I have during the last week I’ve been here in the claiming.

As my memory returns, it all comes flooding back. I was running, I was almost there, and then I was tackled.

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Tackled and claimed.

My hand flies to my neck, feeling the still healing wound. I also realize that I’m lying on a warm body, a strong arm wrapped around me, holding me against him.

I bolt upright, jumping out of bed. Who was it? Who claimed me?

I turn, ready to race out of the room, a room that a small part of my brain realizes is the one I’ve been living in for nearly two months.

“Jara, you’re safe.” I whip my head back and I see Mason, slowly getting out of bed. His gaze is focused on me, but it’s taking my brain too long to catch up to what’s going on around me.

I look around the room. Yep, this is my room.

I look back to Mason. Yep, that’s Mason.

I reach my hand up to my neck. Yep, I’m marked.

As Mason watches me reach up to touch the mark on my neck, a smug smile spreads across his face.

“It was you? You claimed me?”

was me. You are mine, Jara. And I am yours. Well, I will be when

arms. He

puts me down,

for?” He asks,

have made it if you hadn’t

you want a rematch, I’ll          be happy to set one up in our pack when we

but chuckle at that. I stand there a moment, not believing that

says, pulling me

the food and comes to sit with me. “Where did the food

She’s brought food and water for

here, but glad they are. “What time is

the middle of the night. Neither of us has slept

you taking care of me.

I am.” He says and his gaze becomes very intense. My brain disconnects for a moment

very primitive about knowing this, about it finally being tine. I push the food off the table and begin crawling over it toward

lap, straddling him. He’s only in his boxer briefs and I am in a t-shirt and nothing else. The heat

this right now, I promised Luna Hana I’d

hungry, but not for food, Mason.” I

my legs around his waist, reveling in his smell and the feel of his warm,

bathtub. He keeps one arm around my

myself, I begin running my nose over his neck, smelling his wintery forest scent. It smells stronger

marking spot, he stops, growling low in this chest. I

“Jara.” He says warningly.

stress the word, since he corrected

ground. He takes a moment to look at me, rubbing His

He says

do, he reaches his hands under my legs and pulls his boxer briefs down, kicking them aside before stepping into the bathtub and sitting down,

has my eyes rolling back into my head. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” He asks

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