The Claiming by Cooper

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 67 (Evangeline)

I didn’t sleep well. Or, I should say, I wouldn’t have slept well if it weren’t for Jaxon purring everytime he realized I was awake. So, I wake much more rested that I expected to be and after a good breakfast, I’m feeling ready for today’s challenge.

I’m third in the queue, meaning I have about two and a half hours before it’s my turn. Caleb is first up this morning, so we go outside to stand with Maggie while her mate runs through the course.

“I hope he does better than I did,” she says after the gun goes off and he races into the territory.

“It’ll be fine Maggie,” I tell her. And when he emerges, I’m proven right. Caleb exits the territory with eight flags.

Maggie runs into his arms, and he swings her around. It’s very likely that Caleb just made it through to the final round with that many flags.

I begin getting nervous as the second contestant enters the territory. I begin to fidget and move around, I’m getting myself really worked up when Jaxon wraps his arms around my waist, putting his h*ands on my stomach. “Relax, Eve. You’ve got this. Your senses are so much stronger right now.”

“I know, but…”

“Shhhh, close your eyes.”

“Jaxon…”

my ear.

do as he

back against me,” he says as he begins purring

says, his l*ips so close to my ear that I can feel his breath as it tickles

senses, focusing first on my hearing. I lean away from Jaxon, so he’s not right next to my ear. He pulls his head back, so I can continue to lean against him. I tune out the

growling mountain lion. It’s on

mountain lion, it’s on repeat and

other animal burrowing into the earth. Just like the bird, I wouldn’t have paid attention except that

must be close. No deer would come

come racing out of the territory,

another scent that’s off in this territory, the scent of sunflowers in a place where sunflowers don’t grow, so I’m pretty

a small amount of blood, because in my current pregnant state, the scent of blood will make me

hour is nearly up and I’m feeling calm and ready

off, I don’t hesitate. I take off, heading for the deer scent first. I snatch my blue flag and keep going, following the sound of the mountain lion. On the way, I see the squirrel. He’s sitting on log, just looking at

realize that it’s a dead squirrel that has been stuffed by a taxidermist. I look around and find the flag before continuing on my way. I’m not as fast as I would be if I wasn’t three months pregnant, but I’m still able to get to all of the stations for scent and sound before the gun goes off letting me know that my hour is up. I jog out of the territory, Jaxon waiting for me. I drop off my flags, get the announcement of eight flags and Jaxon whoops, rushing to pick me

and then Enzo is up. He comes out with seven flags. Since we’re about halfway into the contest, it’s becoming clearer that anyone under seven is out, anyone over

group today and he emerges with eight flags

since she’s pretty confident that she’s out of the competition. Jaxon, while still making sure to t*ouch me, is distracted and I know tonight it’s my turn to purr him