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.

to you and sadly, this

nod but don’t look away.

here. If any

won’t let them

remove the offending parties and escort

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

to keeping the peace?” Elder

He says and gestures Beta Michael back to the

year’s pool of females is higher than it has been

and our last remaining Alpha female up for

I catch the eye of a man who is obviously an Alpha. His eyes are locked

snarl on my face erupts from my mouth, causing the entire gathering to quiet down. Alpha Typhon’s look is smug as he stares at me with leering possessiveness. The fucking

response from me. The sound of low growling begins echoing in the crowd and the smug look

pool of contestants.

he gestures for Annabel to come to the microphone. As she steps up, there

about yourself.” He encourages her.

people whistle at her. She blushes and looks at the microphone. “My name is Annabel. I’ m an omega at Chelsea Hills pack. I’m

looks at Beta Michael. “What do you do in your pack, Annabel?”

She pauses a moment then looks up smiling

she smiles even brighter. She’s very

her to step back. before turning to the

for Annabel!” He

her.

up, Mignon.” He turns, gesturing for

us about

for an omega. “My name is Mignon. I turned 18 over six months ago, and I’m very

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