The Claiming by Cooper

Layan’s Return Chapter 12: Jara

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Jara

The difference between this year’s claiming and last year’s is evident on the first night. Like last year, we have a welcome dinner where everyone attends. However, rather than wearing their finest gowns, this year is a more casual affair. Everyone still dresses up, but not to the level that we did last year. This isn’t a pageantry.

Layan had been terrified of walking into the dining room alone, so Mignon and I had held her hands and walked in with her. Unlike Katerina and McKenna who decided to sit at a table with a bunch of claimants and begin to get to know their possible contenders. Layan chose to sit with us. ‘Us’ just happened to include Elijah and Davis.

Annabel arrived earlier, but being very pregnant, she decided to skip the dinner tonight and rest in their room.

I look over at Layan and Mignon. “I heard from Seth. Hana had her little girl a few hours ago. They named her Harper. Momma and baby are healthy and doing well.” I tell them.

That gets the expected ‘ahhhs’ from both Mignon and Layan

“I hope we get to meet her.” Mignon says, gently rocking the baby carrier in the chair beside her.

“You guys should all start planning play dates for your daughters to play together. They will all be around the same ages. They should grow up as friends.” Layan says.

“That’s a great idea.” Mignon says.

“We should build a multi-pack school.” Davis says, leaning over and joining our conversation. He had been talking to Asher, but he got

distracted by a dirty diaper and had to leave for a moment.

him, joining in the conversation as well.

all of our combined packs, maybe we should start considering a community education program. Most of us live within an hour or so drive from each other. We could find a place somewhere centralized to most, if not all of the packs and build

in our pack are all different ages. Trying to educate them all at their different levels is really hard.

We could figure out transportation, especially from the packs that are farther away, to make sure all pups have access to an education.” Davis says.

council. They can put together the project, interview staff interested in becoming teachers, it could be a good alternative for omegas that aren’t strong enough to be warriors but want to do

the project.” Layan says and we all stop and look at her. She shrugs. “All of you have pups, and/or you’re busy running packs. I have time and it would be something positive for me. Tessa says I need something positive to

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you liked cooking.”

so many different ways that you can make chicken.” She says.

on food. If she didn’t have a name for it, she called it a blah-blah. So, if she mixed whatever was in the kitchen together using chicken, her pack would rant and rave about it and ask what it was. ‘Chicken blah-blah.’

that creative.” Layan says.

course, you are.” Elijah says, watching her intently. “But, if you feel passionately about helping to build a school, then you should do

says.

You should definitely follow your heart, find what you want to do in this life

competition in the words being spoken by Elijah and Davis. It’s almost as if they are

dancing.” I say, cutting off whatever they

says,

tango.” I tell him, thinking of our first dance together. His eyes get dark and he takes my

asks. “I was so preoccupied

you early, my love.” He says, smiling

She says, smiling

you dance?” Elijah returns the conversation back to

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