The Claiming By Cooper

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 9 Evangeline

It sounds strange, but I’ve really enjoyed running beside Jaxon. He’s a good pacer for my speed. He doesn’t run faster or slower, he stays at the same pace and that’s good for me. When we started training, both Lazio and Alejandro told me and Maggie that our pace wasn’t consistent, and we’d wear ourselves out sooner if we kept going faster and faster as we ran.

Of course, now, I have a stitch in my side that I’ve had for the last 20 miles. I was hoping that it would go away when I used the bathroom, but no such luck.

Not only am I tired, hungry and sore, we’re going into the back half of this race in the late afternoon. We’ll have to run all night in the dark. I love the nighttime, and I’m fully capable of seeing well at night, but it’s going to be brutal.

And this is why it’s a competition to become Alpha. It shouldn’t be easy. It should be hard. Only the best and the strongest physically and mentally should be eligible to take over the packs.

Over the last three months, my siblings and I have run the full 100 miles several times. Not every weekend and not in the last couple of weekends, knowing we needed to be strong for this competition. But my best time, was 30 hours. Keeping up with Jaxon’s pace, I’ve gotten halfway through the race in 10 hours. But there’s no way I can continue going this fast.

I slow my pace coming off the rest area of the 50-mile marker. Jaxon slows his as well.

“You don’t have to slow down for me.” I tell him. I’m not sure why he’s slowing. This is a competition. He should be taking advantage of my slowing pace to get ahead of me.

“I need to slow down too. My body is feeling it.”

Jaxon sets a new pace, one that is easier to manage. I notice that Tobias and Taylor both keep up their harsh pace. Stephan seems to find a pace in between ours and theirs, and Jace has fallen behind us.

In the next ten miles, Caleb, Cillian and Enzo close in behind us. As we reach the 60-mile marker, the sun is starting to set. This time, as we run through the rest area, Alejandro is there, handing out waters.

Evie! There are only a few runners ahead of

us energy and replenish some nutrients in our bodies. However, it’s my brother’s words that energize me. He’s right. I’m here to fight for my pack. I can’t

I toss the paper

the pathway dark now

He’s been very supportive

to

up when I ran.

into pace

Jaxon says to

slowed our pace, but I’m still trying to

the other. Each time we pass one, we can ask the other one question. That way, it gives us something to think about in between, something other than the pain and stitches in our sides, and we get to know

It’s a good idea and

nods. “Ladies first.”

to think of what I

I want to know

which pack lands do you

that had mines on it. My father said they tested the land and there aren’t any, but I’d rather not find out they

of the packs had mines on it?” I ask. I’ve

died out in the

“That’s nuts.”

I’d want the pack where