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?

chest. No one

sniffing the ground, lifting my nose into the air, sniffing

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

to move. This is a hunt, and I am a stealthy predator. I will hunt

flutters to the ground. As it passes my face, I catch her scent. I turn, focusing my attention on the leaf, sniffing hard. It’s faint,

high as they will go. There, very faint, is her scent. I

low for me to catch. I still can’t see her, but when I jump, I can just catch her

growling in my frustration, clawing

I sense more than hear another wolf

hesitate. I leap and bite down on 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

His paws begin scratching my underside,

on the wolf’s back. I leap back and we begin circling each other trying to

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bite down on my back, tearing my skin and sinking into my flesh. I thrash my head, hearing the

of his neck, my bottom teeth puncturing his throat. I can hear the wolf begin gasping for air, the sound becoming a gurgling sound the longer I hold him by

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

to the air, howling my dominance over this competitor who

sure that he won’t get back up before turning back to the tree. I jump up and realize that my mate’ s scent is now even

I was fighting to

Elijah POV

that he didn’t get injured. I was hoping that I would be immune to the claiming haze, but once he succumbed it became harder to

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 and

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