The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 2

The Council by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 62

Mason

The moment I land on the floor of the packhouse, every wolf turns and begins jumping on me. I begin tearing into them, trying to fight my way out. I knew they’d be after me, specifically, and I was right. It’s only a moment or two later that I hear Elijah’s wolf snarling and Gunnar’s wolves start getting ripped off of me.

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Before long, the warriors that were sleeping are up and fighting. It’s utter mayhem. Our omegas are trained to fight, but this group has more warriors than we do. Elijah and I can take on more than one at a time, but it feels like they just keep coming and I still haven’t seen Gunnar, Shawn or Conrad yet.

As I’m fighting, I get a quick mind link from Luke that all the she-wolves are in the safe room. I relax just a bit, knowing that no matter what happens, Jara is safe. And I know my mate is smart. She will have called Seth and help will be here within the hour, we just have to survive that long.

As I’m fighting, I begin to feel tethers to my pack breaking as my pack members die on the battlefield. I hate that we are losing even more wolves, but it can’t be helped, and Gunnar and his group will die today for bringing this war to my pack lands.

enter the packhouse. We’re leaving a path of death behind us as we make our way outside. He and I have always made

the Alphas steps into my packhouse. Since I’ve never seen their wolves, I don’t know which one it is, but it doesn’t matter, because almost immediately, two more step in behind him.

lip curling back, my tongue snaking out between my teeth, tasting the

the battle wages around us, Elijah comes to stand beside me, ready to take

the air, meeting him halfway. Our teeth are snapping at each other, trying to grab hold of any part of

wolf coming at me from the side and I turn quickly, snapping my teeth and catching the snout of the other Alpha before he can

but once I’ve

coming at me again before jumping on

leaps at me again. We roll around on the packhouse floor, snapping and scratching at each other. I’m so consumed by him that I don’t see the other Alpha coming up behind me

of my neck and my shoulder. I see Elijah stepping away

redirect my attention back to Gunnar.

feeling the muscles tearing in my throat and shoulder. I can still breathe, so I don’t

grab hold of the back of his neck and begin shaking my head violently. I don’t snap his neck, but I tear off a good

his back legs up and trying to push me off while he scratches my stomach. I lay down, putting all my weight on him, keeping him from being able to move and I look

realizes that I have him. He’s pinned and there is nowhere for him to go. I lean in, snarling