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.

mean?” Mason asks him, joining in the

six pups, not including the roughly 20 juvenile females and several hundred juvenile males in 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

to educate them all at their different levels is really hard. If

build a school. We could figure out transportation, especially from the packs that

the project, interview staff interested in becoming teachers, it could be a good alternative for omegas that aren’t strong enough to

She shrugs. “All of you have pups, and/or you’re busy running packs. I

thought you liked cooking.” Davis says, frowning.

so many different ways that you

you sure about that?” Mignon says, smiling. “My mother was a cook. She found all sorts of ways to make variations 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

sure I’m that creative.” Layan

you feel passionately

says.

want to do in this life and make it happen.” Davis adds.

of competition in the words being spoken by Elijah and Davis. It’s almost as if they are trying to prove that they are more supportive

tonight there is dancing.” I say, cutting off whatever

there?” Mason says, looking

His eyes get dark and he takes my hand, kissing my

was so preoccupied by

was laying my claim on you early, my love.” He says, smiling

She says, smiling

do you dance?” Elijah returns the conversation back to

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