The Claiming by Cooper

Layanı Return Chapter 7 Jara

Jara

The second day of assessment is as grueling as the first. I take it slowly, making sure that I don’t overextend myself. I take hourly breaks and when I feel my babies start to slow their movements, as if my healing our pack is draining them too, I stop and go lay down to rest. Yesterday I slept nearly four hours before Mason woke me for dinner. Today is the same.

Layan had stayed one night with Elijah and had gone home the next morning. She knew her pack needed her and I’m thankful I can help in my pack as well. From everything we’ve heard from all of the packs, this year’ s assessments are far worse than previous ones.

When I ask Mason about it, he decides we should call Councilman Jason and ask him.

We’re in his office, and I’m on his lap, as always, these days. I lean back against him, and he begins rubbing circles on my stomach, soothing me and our little ones.

“Councilman Jason.” He answers on the third ring.

“Councilman. This is Alpha Mason.”

“Mason, how are you? How are assessments going? I haven’t heard of any males failing.”

“No, none of my pack members have failed assessment so far. We have one more day of assessments to go.”

“I didn’t just mean your pack, Alpha. None of the packs have a single male that has failed assessment.”

Mason and I look at each other. “So, the council was right?” I ask.

“It would appear so.

“And we think this is because the she-wolves are providing this vaccination effect in the packs?” Mason asks.

“That’s my take on it.” Jason says.

Mason and I sit in silence for a moment.

“So, what can I do for you Alpha, Luna?” He asks.

“We wanted to know why this year’s assessments seem much more intense than the usual assessments.” Mason asks him.

“Well, in truth, I think it should have always been like this. I fought for stronger assessments, especially since they were done months in advance of the claiming, but I was overruled. When I spoke to the council this year, and told them my reasons, they agreed. We’re still determining if this level of assessment will be needed in the future, but given that no one has failed, it appears that, while difficult, it is valuable. We can ensure the safety of our females, and our pack mates can still successfully pass

assessment.”

“So, it doesn’t have anything to do with Layan going back into the claiming this year?” I ask him.

that the council agreed to the more intensive assessments. We want to make sure that nothing like what happened to her, ever happens again. But we also know that any human that doesn’t have absolute control over their wolf may kill in the territory. We’re putting every possible safeguard

thank Jason before

immediately move to get up.

okay, love?” Mason asks me, kissing the side of my

good having you rub the sides of my stomach.”

like.”

purring and the sound of it, the feel of it against my body, lulls me to sleep. I wake, feeling Mason carrying

can walk.” I say,

too much energy, love. Why don’t you

laps, leaning against him. At first, I thought Brynn would get upset. But she watched the omega wrap his arms around Melinda, before sighing and leaning his head

help.” Melinda had said. She isn’t able to heal those assessed on her own, but her presence had

holding her tightly. We found out later that

bed and I fall asleep curled up

is already gone when

side. I shower, rubbing my stomach, trying to soothe my babies and my

twins that have come nearly to term is wreaking havoc on my entire

where our pack members are going after their assessments. I get another cramp in my side and I

my mind. Always so attentive, but

morning. I’m making my way to you.”

problems today, maybe you should sit it out, Jara.”

but these cramps are stronger than normal. “I’m going to go sit outside for a bit and see how I feel after that.” I tell

feel him getting distracted, probably helping to heal one of our pack members, but the link between us stays wide open. He’s worried

minutes, I’m uncomfortable, not finding a spot that works for me. My stomach cramps seem to be

my hands on the armrests of the chair and hauling my body up to stand. As

looking down. Oh

my head, he’s still distracted, but

focus on me.

“Umm, Mason…”

feel him laser focused on

“What happened?”

think it’s time.”

confusion. “Time for what?” He

our little ones.

open, followed by the moans of

hear Mason say

what’s going on?” I