The Claiming by Cooper novel Chapter 2

Mason

“Alpha! It’s here.” Elijah, my Beta says, coming into my office.

I set aside my paperwork and take the envelope, noticing the significant size difference from any other year’s claiming package. I’m not surprised, every eligible male in my pack signed up. Since everyone will have a chance to hunt a mate this year, it’s our best opportunity knowing that no one will be eliminated from the Alpha female’s pool of claimants.

I open the paperwork, looking over the candidates. Most of my pack members have no expectation of winning the Alpha female, not with me and Elijah in the hunt. But there are four other females this year, the largest pool of females in years. Usually, there is one, maybe two. Five is practically unheard of. Add to that an Alpha and Beta female? It will be a fucking blood bath.

I glance over the list of names. I have sixteen warriors and ten omegas going this year, twenty-eight in total when you add in me and Elijah.

My Gamma is older and was lucky enough to catch his mate ten years ago before the pool of females dwindled to the dangerously low number we are facing today. Elijah and I have both gone every year since we turned 18, and other than the Alpha female three years ago who was also open to all eligible claimants, neither of us have been called in the lottery of claimants.

As I continue to look over the list of other Alphas that I’ll be competing against, I see his name. “Fucking bastard.”

“Who?” Elijah asks, watching me across my desk. I look up at him.

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“Typhon.”

“He’s in the pool again? How is he even eligible? He had an Alpha female and he basically killed her, or close enough that it should be illegal for him to even compete.”

“Not only that, but his dead mate is also the sister of the Alpha female who is in the claim this year.” I go back to the first page. “Jara, is her name.”

“We all know he cheated to get her. He’ll do it again.” Elijah says to

“He can try.” I look up at Elijah. “We’ll be better prepared this year.” Elijah is only a year younger than I am. While I’m closer to going feral, he’s not far behind me. “One of us gets the Alpha this year.”

He nods. We made an agreement. We’ll work together, but we both know that if he gets her, it will most likely be less than a year before he’ll have to put me down. I won’t make it to the next claim. If I get her, he has another year, possibly two before he goes feral and may get called for the lottery in that time. For me, this is my last chance and we both know it.