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?

my chest. No

the ground, lifting my nose into the air, sniffing again. There, on the light

that delicious smell. My mouth waters at it. All I want to do is sink my canines into

something up in the tree. I lift my head up, listening, not wanting to move. This is a hunt, and I am a stealthy predator. I will hunt

the ground. As it passes my face, I catch her scent. I turn, focusing my attention on

jump up against the tree, putting my front paws as high as they will go. There, very

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

clawing

than hear another wolf

I leap and bite down on his neck as I catch him by surprise. I shake my head, violently as our snarls

His paws begin scratching my underside,

fur and flesh, leaving a gaping wound on the wolf’s back. I leap back and we begin circling

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my back, tearing my skin and sinking

pain, letting go of my back. I take the opportunity to grab hold of the side of his neck, my bottom teeth puncturing his throat. I can hear the wolf

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

my dominance over this

up before turning back to the tree. I jump up and realize that my mate’ s scent is now even

to

Elijah POV

I was hoping that I would be immune to the claiming haze, but once he succumbed it became harder to

Mason 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

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