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.

won’t get to you and sadly, this probably

don’t

up here. If any of them

We won’t let them hurt you.”

the offending parties and escort them out of the territory. They are eliminated from

tell if the Gamma, or whatever he was, is dead, but I guess

the peace?” Elder Carson challenges the group. I like

not, then let’s continue.” He says and gestures Beta

pool of females is higher than it has been in

Beta and our last remaining Alpha female up for claiming

help 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 shoulders and grey eyes that

When I see him, the 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 bastard.

The sound of low growling begins echoing in the crowd and

meet this year’s pool of contestants.

watch as he gestures for Annabel to come to the microphone. As she steps up, there is clapping

tell us about yourself.” He encourages

at the microphone. “My name is Annabel. I’ m an omega at Chelsea Hills pack. I’m

turns and looks at Beta Michael. “What do you do in

then looks up smiling brightly. “I can cook

goes up and she smiles even brighter. She’s very

you, Annabel.” Beta Michael gestures for her to step back. before turning to the

for Annabel!” He says and everyone

her.

up, Mignon.” He turns, gesturing

about

name is Mignon. I turned 18 over six months ago, and I’m very excited to be here.”

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