The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 91

Jara

After saying goodbye to Hana and Seth, with plans to talk to Hana in a couple of days about her ideas for our petition, I head back inside, finding my mother.

She and I walk into the main living area in the packhouse. “It needs a woman’s touch.” She says to me, looking around.

Title of the document

I laugh. “That’s exactly what I told Mason.”

“What are you thinking?” She asks me.

I continue looking around the space, a*s*sessing it. “We need pictures. I’ll have to find out if we have any that we could blow up and put in here. If not, maybe dad can take some of the surrounding area while you’re here. It definitely needs some plants or something green to make it feel warmer…”

“And those lights.” My mother says, frowning at the bright, harsh lights in the room.

“Yes, the lights. Something warmer, softer, but still bright enough to use this room as a place to spend time together.”

As we’re talking, Mason and Elijah come up behind us. Mason immediately wraps his arms around me, leaning down to kiss the top of my head. “I’m giving you Elijah to help with whatever you need.”

I turn and look at Elijah, giving him a mischievous grin be- fore rubbing my hands together in evil villain fashion.

like that

I got the look, from her, I can only imagine she looks just

have to worry about.” And Elijah looks at my mother to see

and conquer. I realized yesterday that Stella has no clue how to manage a kitchen, so I wanted to start

begin clapping and hooting. Apparently, they are bored with the same meals that they get week

worked as a cleaner in the packhouse. She knew nothing of managing a kitchen or food service. She’s

to Mason. “So, technically, Elijah is a*s*signed to mom and I’m taking Stella and reorganizing the

his pocket. “Who gets my credit card?”

My mom says, snatching it out of

mate your credit card.” Phillip says,

of her hand. He grabs it, pulling it to him mouth and kissing it. She blushes and I turn back to Mason. He’s giving me a knowing look. I apparently blush just like my mother. Elijah begins shifting uncomfortably, being the only un- mated male in

here.” Stella says coming over with her

load of things to decorate the living area.

of omegas to get the food for tonight. Just before dinner, I walk into the living area to see how thing are going. I’m shocked to see that my mom has about 30 of my pack

a lot of rowdy bantering. The second thing I notice is that every one of them goes out of their way to be close to my mother and is constantly looking for her approval. I had the same experience in the

the men as they pass her. Simple touches, like a hand on their back as she points to where she wants them to put

steak, pork and potatoes, for way too long. I had included a pasta salad, cole slaw and some slow cooked baked beans with brown sugar and bacon. The result was that they were eating, well, like a pack of wolves. Nothing is

day.” Mason says, shaking his head. “One day and you and your mother have already made such a huge impact on the pack. I knew you would, but I had no idea it

from my first day where there was a lot of tense excitement.

week. It takes some of the pressure off of me and she’s a natural

too. She’s just been managing a pack longer than you have. She’s got years of experience being a Luna. You’ll get there, love.” Three days later the living area has become the new congregation area for the pack. Now there are usually 50 pack members in the room at any given time. Once my mother finished there, she started working on the other

a way that she can continue when I step out and move

toward the conference room where my moth- er is currently working when several pack members step in front of me. “Luna, may we have