The Claiming By Cooper

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?”

Jara. And I am yours. Well, I will be when you mark

him, jumping into his arms. He catches

puts me down, I smack

for?” He asks,

would have made it

where would the fun have been if I’d let you win? But, if you want a rematch, I’ll 

stand there a moment, not

then you need a bath.” He says, pulling me over to a table. As soon as he

to sit with me. “Where did the food come from?” I

still here. She’s

surprised they are still here, but glad they are. “What time is it?” I

night.

you taking care of me. Alpha?” I ask

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

off the table and begin crawling

enough, he pulls me into his lap, straddling him. He’s only in his boxer briefs and I am in a t-shirt and nothing

I want to do this right now, I promised Luna Hana I’d get you to eat first and

Mason.” I watch as his

I wrap my legs around his waist, reveling in his smell and the feel

He keeps one arm around my waist

my nose over his neck, smelling his wintery forest scent. It smells stronger than it

growling low in this chest. I feel

“Jara.” He says warningly.

mate.” I stress the word, since

head and tossing it to the ground. He takes a moment to look at me, rubbing His hands up and down my back and

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, keeping me straddled

the warm water has my eyes rolling back into