The Claiming by Cooper

Chapter 7

Jara

As we pull into the area, I can see the mass of males pushing to see this year’s trophies.

“Savages.” Hana says.

“May they choke on their excitement.” I say as we watch the omegas get out, listening to the wolf whistles.

“I have no intention of acknowledging them.” Hana says. I can’t help but smile.

“You ignore them, and I’ll basically challenge them, daring them to try and capture me.” She chuckles.

“That should get them going.”

When Hana steps out of the car, I can feel the intensity of the energy increase. When I step out, it’s almost overwhelming. But I am an Alpha, and I will not be cowed by these assholes who think I’ m nothing more than a trophy to be won.

“Let’s remember everyone, our top priority is the safety and protection of our females.” The Master of Ceremonies says into the microphone as we climb the stairs to the stage.

When I get to the top, I see that the guards are aiming their guns into the crowd. The energy tames somewhat, but as I watch, a fight breaks out and several men shift and begin fighting.

Hana leans over to whisper in my ear. “Omegas?” Omegas are generally calm and deferential to ranked members. However, they are not as adept at managing strong emotions and the amount of

testosterone in the air is suffocating.

I lift my nose, trying to decipher between the multiple scents in the area. “And a Gamma, I think.”

As we watch, the one I think is a Gamma tears into another wolf as a second wolf jumps on his back, biting down on his spine. Shots ring out, followed by the yelping of wolves. As we watch, two omegas are forced to shift back. The one I think is a Gamma, shifts, but doesn’t move. He’s either paralyzed or dead.

“Four fewer for us to deal with.” Hana says quietly beside me. I turn and see our female omegas, their eyes wide with fear.

It’s okay. They won’t get to you and sadly, this probably isn’t the last time a fight will

nod but don’t

up here. If any

right. We won’t let them hurt

up to the stage. “Please remove the offending parties and escort them out of the territory. They

wolves away. I still can’t tell if the Gamma, or whatever he was, is dead, but

my commitment to keeping the peace?” Elder Carson challenges

and gestures Beta Michael back to the

again. “As you all know, this year’s pool of females is higher

remaining Alpha female up for

the snarl that curls my lip. I feel like livestock on parade for those interested. It makes me sick. As I stare into the crowd, I catch the eye of a man who is obviously an Alpha. His eyes are locked on mine and there’s a smile on his face, something akin to pride. He’s good looking as all Alphas are, muscular, tall, with longer black hair that brushes his

my gaze from his and continue perusing the crowd. When I see him, the snarl on my face erupts from my mouth, causing the entire gathering

has caused such a response from me. The sound of low growling begins echoing

pool of contestants.

for Annabel to come to the microphone. As she steps up, there is clapping and cheering. She waves shyly

us about yourself.” He encourages her.

looks out over the crowd. A couple of people whistle at her. She blushes and looks at the microphone.

Michael. “What do you do in your pack,

the kitchens.” She pauses a moment then looks up smiling brightly. “I can

and she smiles even brighter. She’s

for her to step

Annabel!” He says and everyone claps for

her.

He turns, gesturing for Mignon to step forward.

about yourself, Mignon.”

I turned 18

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