The Claiming by Cooper

Jara

Contestants? They call us contestants as if we chose to be here. As if this is some beauty pageant that we applied to participate in.

I don’t bother to pay any attention to the ones that are pulled for my “social gathering”. I have no interest in getting to know any of these assholes.

They pack us back into our SUVs and we return to our temporary housing. Mignon, Layan and Annabel arrived before us, and they are already inside chittering about the events of today.

“Hey, do you know who that man was that stood up for you today?” Hana asks as we walk inside.

I throw myself on the couch in the living area. “You mean Seth? He’ s my brother.”

“You have a brother in the claiming?” Mignon says, coming to sit beside me.

“He would be eligible for any of our claimings, wouldn’t he?” Annabel asks.

I look at them. “Yes, he is.” I say, looking at Hana, who comes to sit with us. “But I’m pretty sure he’s chosen to be in Hana’s claim.” I say, giving her a ‘sorry’ look.

She looks at me a moment. “Is he a good man?”

“He’s a great Alpha, a better brother and I’m guessing an even better mate. You heard him today. He doesn’t think of us as objects. And he loves my spirit.”

Hana thinks this over a minute. “Maybe you could introduce me after dinner tonight?”

I smirk at her. “That would make his night.”

“So, who got pulled for your social gathering tonight?” Mignon asks and the omegas begin chittering again about tonight’s event. First, there will be a social gathering. Then there will be a dinner where we will sit with a different group of males, forced to interact. And finally, there will be free time where we are expected to interact with all the claimants. There will be dancing and socializing, but all of us will have an assigned guard as well as a full entourage of guards at the event.

already planned to weed out the competition in these forced socializing events and tonight starts my elimination. Since there. will be dancing, only someone that knows the Argentinian Tango will be allowed to dance with me. It’s rare enough that werewolves learn how to dance, that I’m hoping I can deny all of them my time. And in an effort to push the wolves into a testosterone induced fight, I’m wearing a practically sheer black lace dress. The dress is off the shoulder but has sleeves that go to

add bright red lipstick and dark makeup to my eyes. I finish the look with fat dangly earrings and black high heels with a strap across my ankle to make dancing

head to the waiting cars, I see that Hana has a similar idea. I can’t help but smile as

look with

when she sees me. “If we don’t cause mayhem tonight, then we’ve definitely done something wrong.” She says, linking her arm in mine as we walk down to

guilt before I push it away. These omegas are excited about finding their mates. I wish I could share their joy

is wearing a pink, sequined, spaghetti strap dress that is floor length but has

of the evening. I turn to Luke, the guard specifically assigned to me

Alpha. There is no

depressing.”

grin. “I guess we’ll just have to

really going to ignore them?” Sweet Layan asks

feeling bad. “I don’t know, maybe.”

you?” She asks Hana.

can see that Hana feels guilty about spoiling their fun as well.

to the rooms with our “social

Alpha?” Luke asks me.

be with me all

“Yes, Alpha.”

surprised if I spend more time talking to you than to anyone else.” His lips twitch again as he opens the door to the

intend to look at all of them with disdain

to him. “What is your

out his hand. “I’m Beta Elijah, Alpha Jara.”

and he pulls it to his lips, kissing