The Claiming By Cooper

Chapter 267

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 67 (Evangeline)

I didn’t sleep well. Or, I should say, I wouldn’t have slept well if it weren’t for Jaxon purring everytime he realized I was awake. So, I wake much more rested that I expected to be and after a good breakfast, I’m feeling ready for today’s challenge.

I’m third in the queue, meaning I have about two and a half hours before it’s my turn. Caleb is first up this morning, so we go outside to stand with Maggie while her mate runs through the course.

“I hope he does better than I did,” she says after the gun goes off and he races into the territory.

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“It’ll be fine Maggie,” I tell her. And when he emerges, I’m proven right. Caleb exits the territory with eight flags.

Maggie runs into his arms, and he swings her around. It’s very likely that Caleb just made it through to the final round with that many flags.

I begin getting nervous as the second contestant enters the territory. I begin to fidget and move around, I’m getting myself really worked up when Jaxon wraps his arms around my waist, putting his h*ands on my stomach. “Relax, Eve. You’ve got this. Your senses are so much stronger right now.”

“I know, but…”

“Shhhh, close your eyes.”

“Jaxon…”

my ear. “Close your eyes,” he

as he

back against me,” he says as

so close to my ear that

so he’s not right next to my ear. He pulls his head back, so I

of a growling mountain lion. It’s on a loop, running for a few seconds every

mountain lion, it’s on repeat and once I’ve heard it several times,

burrowing into the earth. Just like the bird, I wouldn’t have paid attention except

open up my nose, quickly finding the deer. That one must be close. No deer

out of the territory, running from

scent that’s off in this territory, the scent of sunflowers in a place where sunflowers don’t grow,

scent of blood. I’m really hopeful that it’s just a small

done, the hour is nearly up and I’m feeling calm and ready

first. I snatch my blue flag and keep going, following the sound of the mountain lion. On the way, I see the squirrel. He’s sitting on log, just looking

to it, not sure what it is, and then I realize that it’s a dead squirrel that has been stuffed by a taxidermist. I look around and find the flag before continuing on my way. I’m not as fast as I would be if I wasn’t three months pregnant, but I’m still able to get to all of the stations for scent and sound before the gun goes off letting me know that my hour is up. I jog out of

about halfway into the contest, it’s becoming clearer that anyone under seven

with eight flags as well.

still making sure to t*ouch me, is distracted and I know tonight it’s

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