The Claiming By Cooper

Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 63 (Evangeline)

Jaxon and I are leaving today for the next competition. This time, it’s only a two-day event. They will be running agility sprints in pairs. Eighteen people will be eliminated in the next two days, nearly half of the remaining contestants. Two more females have dropped out finding their mates who have either taken over as the Alphas of their packs or will take over once they turn 18.

“Remember, with two out, you only need to be faster than eighteen other people, Eve,” Jaxon says to me as we arrive. I’m watching as most of the people walking into the now familiar packhouse look muscular and sleek. I, on the other hand, have started showing. If this competition had been one month later, I’m not sure I would have had a chance to win. As it is, my stomach is causing me some difficulty with agility. Hard to be agile when there’s a baby sitting between your hips and starting to push on your diaphragm.

As we walk inside, I see I’m not the only one that is going to be doing this pregnant. Flavia, Tobias’s mate, is also showing, and based on her size, she was pregnant at the last event.

“Seventeen,” Jaxon whispers in my ear, before k*issing the side of my head. He saw Flavia as well and he’s saying she won’t be able to make to the next round.

As we’re checking in, she comes over to me. “Well, you have a better chance of getting to the next round than I do,” she says, looking at my stomach. “Two months?”

“Yeah. What are you, three?” I ask. “Yes, I was pregnant at the last event. Tobias wasn’t happy that I competed, but when I won by default when I was paired with him, he felt better. I only had to fight the one day and I protected my stomach really well.”

Tobias and Jaxon come over, talking about us, their pregnant mates. Both of them come up behind us, wrapping their arms around our waists, and putting their hands on our bellies. “We’ll see you tonight. Good luck,” I say to Flavia.

“Thanks, I’m going to need it! Good luck to you, too,” she says.

We have a couple of hours after we arrive to get settled in. Then it’s time to head out to the first of three chances to get your best time in this competition. Everyone will run one sprint tonight and two tomorrow.

We walk outside with Lazio, Rowen, Jace, Carter, Maggie and Caleb. They are allowing five minutes per sprint to give time for each team time to get set up and get off the track for the next pair. It will take two hours to complete tonight’s event and then we’ll have dinner. I don’t expect to be as exhausted tonight, so Jaxon and I talked about going into the old claiming territory to begin practicing for the next competition, sensory.

When the leaderboards flash up, I see that Jaxon and I are paired together again. This time, it doesn’t matter. We’ re fifth up and I’m on the left and he’s on the right. I’m stronger on the right, but so is Jaxon and right now, he has the better chance of winning this competition. So, I’m glad that he’s on the right.

Twenty-five minutes into the competition, it’s our turn to sprint. We get into position and when the gun goes off, we take off. Both of us are extremely competitive, but we also want the other one to do well.

an excuse to lose to me,” he says as we race

cone. In the few seconds that it takes for us to get

to the finish line. As soon as he crosses, he

he says, k*issing me and carrying me out of the way so

me down and we cheer Maggie on. Her time is close to

Taylor are in the top four positions. Rowan, Maggie, Lazio and Jace are all in the top twenty with me. Flavia isn’t in the top thirty and

everyone is done, we head inside to

being exhausted,” Maggie

have done more today, or like it’s not really part of the competition,” Rowan

doing

going into the claiming territory to practice

says, looking at Caleb. “Can we

course,” he says, leaning in

18 and the pull of the mate bond is getting

close to them. I want to practice our sensory skills. We don’t need practice ‘other’ skills,” I say to him, gesturing to

Maggie says to me. “We’re going to practice our sensory skills too, right?”

see if I can sense any lemon balm in the air tonight,” Caleb says, making my sister blush. I smell like honeysuckle, she smells like

later,” Jaxon says,

to him, k*issing me soundly. “Competition first, but there will be plenty of time for ‘other’ later,” he says. As the sun sets, we go to the claiming territory and find a comfortable spot away from the lake so we

the sensory organ that

that I’m pregnant. I’m finding things

make a game of it and it’s several hours later when Jaxon calls a halt and says it’s time for us to head back in. The next day, they begin the contest after breakfast. We run our sprints again and watch as better times are

Tobias would be my biggest threat and that Taylor would be tough to beat, but I’ve underestimated Stefan,” Jaxon tells me at lunch. The last sprint will be this afternoon. I’m feeling pretty good about my chances of moving to the next

time. The top four are all within seven seconds of each other, and Jaxon was on the left side in this morning’s run. It’ s his weaker side. This last run is a random selection of which

get right, making me happy. I run my race and decrease my score by two seconds, putting

next, and she takes 7th place, ahead of me. Jace runs and pushes to 5th place behind