The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 3

Layan’s Return by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 5

Elijah

It’s the day of my a*s*sessment. They scheduled us to be a*s*sessed a month before the claiming. The council sent the group of a*s*sessors to each of the packs and because our pack is one of the larger ones, several a*s*sessors were sent to complete our evaluations.

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This year, we have nearly fifty guys going into the claiming. While no one is excited about the a*s*sessment, everyone is excited about the claiming this year. With the no kill order from the council, even omegas have a better chance of claiming one of this year’s females.

Mason had agreed to allow Jara to a*s*sist with the a*s*sessment aftercare, but only with certain parameters. I know he’s worried about her. but the doctor agreed that she could a*s*sist as long as she complied with the conditions which mostly consist of her taking hourly breaks. Since I’m up for a*s*sessment. I can’t help Mason with the aftercare of our pack members, but both Luke and Brynn agreed to help That will take a lot of the pressure off of Jara, which I know gives Mason some peace of mind.

I tell Mason that I want to go on the first day of a*s*sessment. That way. I can help our pack members who are a*s*sessed on the second and third day. But it will also give me a chance to tell Layan that I’ve passed a*s*sessment. As the time comes closer to the claiming, she’s becoming increasingly nervous. She’s told me that she wakes up almost every night now with nightmares I’ve told her she can call me any time, day or night, but she says that her mother and Alpha Davis are there for her and that she is okay

should be me. And I can tell that she has become more attached to her Alpha, but I’m not giving up. We still talk every day and even this morning, she called me to wish me luck and tell me that

well and she felt the need to be there to help them. I understand, and I love that she wants to help her pack, but I really miss her. Since I’ve been through a*s*sessment many times before, so I know what to expect, but it doesn’t matter. a*s*sessment is meant to try to push you to a point where you lose control. That’s why you feel

me to provide the worst possible scenario for me to face. But the a*s*sessment takes me into the claiming with Layan. At first, it’s fine. I’m in wolf form chasing her and she’s giving me a good run. But

But I have to think. I have to be smart. I need to do something. I can’t stand by and watch him hurt

howl of pain lets me know that he let go of Layan and I tear him away from her, putting myself between him and her. He comes in to attack me, trying to get to her. I grab him again, throwing him aside before pushing back against Layan, moving her against a rock face where I know that no one can sneak up behind us. I can hear her crying, hear the pain

up again, this time, I can see that he seems crazed. The only way he’ll stop is if I kill him, but I’m not allowed. I quickly look up, seeing the guards with guns. They are watching the scenario play out. They should have stopped him when he tried to claim Layan in wolf form, but they

leap, attacking him. While we’re fighting. I see more Alphas coming. They are racing trying to reach Layan, trying to take what’s mine. I rip a chunk of fur out of the Alpha in front of me before turning, trying to protect Layan who

to Layan, crouching down in front of her.

of the virtual reality that the a*s*sessment put me into. I open my eyes to a dim light

stumble out of the chair, barely able to see. My head feels like someone is banging on it with a hammer and feeling like I’m about to upend the contents of my stomach. One of the a*s*sessors reaches out to help me out of the room, but I rip away from them. I’m still caught in the image and feelings of Layan accepting

know me better or if they are making this year’s a*s*sessment more difficult than the previous ones, but they used the best or worst possible weapon against me,

to my bed. My head has gone from feeling like someone is hammering into it, to feeling like someone sliced it open

a garbage can on my way to my bed, falling onto it, unable to do anything else. I close my eyes, pulling a pillow over my eyes

hasn’t started to ease. But I don’t want Jara to help me. She needs to help our other

feel a cool hand on my forehead, and I