The Claiming by Cooper

Chapter 73

Chapter 73 Mason

Mason

Where is she? Where is she?

I walk back to the trees where I can smell her scent, then to the trees past it where it disappears.

Where is she? Where is she?

Back and forth, back and forth.

She’s got to be somewhere. But her scent ends here.

Back and forth, back and forth.

I look up into the tree for the hundredth time. I can’t see her. Even if it was daylight, I couldn’t see her. How can I find her if there is no sound, no scent?

Where is my mate? Where is she?

When I collapse, exhausted, I lay under the tree. The last one where I can find her scent. Maybe tomorrow, I can find it again. If not, I’ll have to go searching for it somewhere else.

How could she escape me? She can’t. She must be nearby. I’ll stay here. Guard her, guard what’s mine until I can claim her.

I close my eyes, only for them to fly open in what feels like moments. I stand, ready to fight. What did I hear?

No one is taking what is

the air, sniffing

the scent, trying to find that delicious smell. My mouth waters at it. All I want

I am a stealthy predator. I will hunt my mate.

I catch her scent. I turn, focusing my attention on the leaf,

tree, putting my front paws as high as they will go. There, very faint, is her scent. I have her caught in the tree! Now,

when the tree limbs are too low for me to catch. I still can’t see her, but

and growling in my frustration, clawing at the tree, leaving big g*shes

sense more than

his neck as I catch him by surprise. I shake my head, violently as our snarls and growls echo in the surrounding forest. Animals all around us wake suddenly and begin scurrying

His paws begin scratching my underside,

wound on the wolf’s back. I leap back and

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front leg. I feel teeth bite down on my back, tearing my skin and sinking into my flesh. I

his neck, my bottom teeth puncturing his throat. I can hear the wolf

down harder, knowing that I have him in a death hold. I just have to wait him out. He continues snapping at me until he becomes too weak. When he collapses at my feet, I hold on to him until I hear his breathing and heart stop. I

my b*oody muzzle to the air, howling my dominance over this competitor

a moment more, to make sure that he won’t get back up before turning back to the tree. I

to the

Elijah POV

an eye on Mason, making sure that he didn’t get injured. I was hoping that I would be immune to the claiming

had Jara treed, I found a tree that I could climb and slowly made my way to her. When I finally got to her, she was in a precarious position. The limb she’s on is small

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