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.

build a multi-pack school.” Davis says, leaning over and joining our conversation. He had been talking to Asher, but

juvenile females and several hundred juvenile males in all of our combined packs, maybe we should start considering a community education

different ages. Trying to educate them all at their different levels is really hard. If we had a centralized school, we could probably find enough teachers to have real cla*s*srooms and educational courses.”

phase, rebuilding my packhouse. It doesn’t seem like it would be a stretch to build a school. We could figure out transportation, especially from the packs that are farther away, to make sure all

could be a good alternative for omegas that aren’t strong enough to be warriors

the project.” Layan says and we all stop and look at her. She shrugs. “All of you have pups, and/or you’re busy running packs. I have

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only so many different ways

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

not sure I’m

passionately about helping to build a school, then

find what you want to do in this life and make it

an underlying current of competition in the words being spoken by Elijah and Davis. It’s almost as if they are trying to prove that they are more

I say, cutting off

Mason says,

kissing my knuckles, his eyes never leaving mine. “Do you dance, Layan?” Mignon asks. “I

you early, my love.” He says, smiling at

were.” She says, smiling

do you dance?” Elijah returns the conversation back