The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 3

Layan’s Return by Cooper (Jara & Mason)

Chapter 12

Jara

The difference between this year’s claiming and last year’s is evident on the first night. Like last year, we have a welcome dinner where everyone attends. However, rather than wearing their finest gowns, this year is a more casual affair. Everyone still dresses up, but not to the level that we did last year. This isn’t a pageantry.

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Layan had been terrified of walking into the dining room alone, so Mignon and I had held her hands and walked in with her. Unlike Katerina and McKenna who decided to sit at a table with a bunch of claimants and begin to get to know their possible contenders. Layan chose to sit with us. ‘Us’ just happened to include Elijah and Davis.

Annabel arrived earlier, but being very pregnant, she decided to skip the dinner tonight and rest in their room.

I look over at Layan and Mignon. “I heard from Seth. Hana had her little girl a few hours ago. They named her Harper. Momma and baby are healthy and doing well.” I tell them.

That gets the expected ‘ahhhs’ from both Mignon and Layan “I hope we get to meet her.” Mignon says, gently rocking the baby carrier in the chair beside her.

“You guys should all start planning play dates for your daughters to play together. They will all be around the same ages. They should grow up as friends.” Layan says.

“That’s a great idea.” Mignon says.

He had been talking to Asher, but he got distracted by a dirty diaper

juvenile males in all of our combined packs, maybe we should start considering a community education program. Most of us live within an hour or so

a great idea. The pups in our pack are all different ages. Trying to educate them all at their different levels is really hard. If we had a centralized

to build a school. We could figure

council. They can put together the project, interview staff interested in becoming teachers, it could be a good alternative for omegas that aren’t strong

and/or you’re busy running packs. I have time and

thought you liked cooking.” Davis

But there’s only so many different ways that

you sure about that?” Mignon says, smiling. “My mother was a cook. She found all sorts of ways to make variations on food. If she didn’t have a name for it, she called it a blah-blah. So, if she mixed whatever was in the kitchen together using chicken, her pack would rant and rave about it and ask

sure I’m that creative.”

course, you are.” Elijah says, watching her intently. “But, if you feel passionately about helping to build a school, then you should do

definitely follow your heart, find what you want to do in this

Elijah and Davis. It’s almost as if they are trying to prove that they are more supportive of

cutting off whatever they were going to

Mason says, looking

I tell him, thinking of our first dance together. His eyes get dark and he takes my hand, kissing my knuckles,

claim on you early, my love.” He says, smiling

you were.” She

do you dance?” Elijah returns