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.

and I close together, ripping into wolves as they enter the packhouse. We’re leaving a path of death behind us as we make our way

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. I watch as they flank the first one and I realize that one is Gunnar. Shawn and Conrad

for the fight. I snarl, my lip curling back, my tongue snaking out between my teeth, tasting

comes to stand beside me, ready to

air, meeting him halfway. Our teeth are snapping at each other, trying to

and I turn quickly, snapping my teeth and catching the

to bite down on the back of my neck, but he only grabs fur. I roll over, feeling the tug of his teeth, tearing into my fur, but once I’ve rolled

releases me and turns on Elijah, but I’m up in an instant, slashing my claws at the other Alpha who is coming at me again before jumping on Gunnar’s back. He drops to the ground and the momentum forces me to roll off of

on the packhouse floor, snapping and scratching at each other. I’m so consumed by him that I don’t see the other Alpha

but I feel his teeth sink into the side of my neck and my shoulder. I see Elijah stepping away from a wolf lying dead on the ground that shifts back to Alpha Conrad. So, this is Shawn

turns and jumps on Shawn, pulling him off of me. That’s all I need to redirect my

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

and begin shaking my head violently. I don’t snap his neck, but I

pulls away, rolling over, curling his back legs up and trying to push me off while he scratches my stomach. I lay down, putting all my weight

I have him. He’s pinned and there is nowhere for him to go. I lean