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…”

nips at my ear.

as

he says as he begins purring

my ear that I can feel his breath

focusing first on my hearing. I lean away from Jaxon, so he’s not right next to my ear. He pulls his head back, so I can continue to

lion. It’s

much of it, but like the mountain lion, it’s on repeat and once I’ve heard it several times, I recognize that

rustling of a mole, or some other animal burrowing into the earth. Just like the bird,

That one must be close. No deer would come this

racing out of the territory,

in this territory, the scent of sunflowers in a place

scent of blood. I’m really hopeful that it’s just a small amount of blood, because in my current pregnant state, the scent of blood will make

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

snatch my blue flag

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

contest, it’s becoming clearer that anyone under seven is out, anyone over seven is in and those who have

our group today and he emerges with eight flags as well. We

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

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