The Claiming by Cooper novel Chapter 163

Layan’s Return Chapter 8 Mason

Mason

Even though I know the doctor has to touch my mate, watching him put his head between her thighs has my body on the verge shifting and tearing him apart. That is, until he says it’s time to push.

Then, all of my anger washes away, replaced with fear and

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anticipation. As the contractions had started coming stronger, I had tried to wrap my mind around Jara’s, tried to take on some of her pain. But holy frigging goddess, what the hell kind of pain is this? I think I’d rather be ripped to pieces in a pack war than suffer this pain.

It’s not even the contractions, oh no. That would have been

enough to bring me to my knees. But once she starts pushing and I can feel the pain of our child moving through her birth canal, I start to feel like I might vomit, or black out or both.

“Alpha, why don’t you let our Luna do what the goddess has given her the strength to do, and you try to comfort her. It won’t help anyone if you end up passed out on the floor.” He says to me before turning back to Jara.

“Push, Luna.”

Her hand grips mine and while I stay attached to her mind, taking some of the pain, I can’t take as much of it as I had planned. My mate is a trooper though. She fights through the pain, pushing when it’s time, breathing with me when she has a moment to relax.

The next time she leans her head back, I wipe the sweat from her face.

“You are so strong, my little Luna. So amazing and so strong. I love you so much.”

“No offense, but I’m hating you a lot right now.” She says.

I lean in, nipping her hear. “Then stop begging for my knot, love.” I thought it would be a nice tease, helping her to relax. Instead, I get a glare and if looks could kill, I’d be lying massacred on the floor right now.

“Or not.” I say, moving outside her ability to actually bite me.

“Push, Luna. I can see the baby’s head, you’re almost there.”

I help Jara lift up as she pushes, crushing my hand in her grip as she bears down. When she leans back again, I make the mistake. of looking at the doctor. There, between Jara’s thighs is my baby’s head. Only the head. The rest of the body is still inside Jara. I begin to panic.

“I’m so tired, Mason. I don’t think I can do it.” She says.

I look at my child’s head and I know my eyes are wide as saucers.

“Calm your mate, Alpha. She can do this. Encourage her. I won’t let your pup die.” The doctor’s voice flits through my mind.

I look at him, he nods before turning back to Jara. “One more good push, Luna. You can do it.”

She looks at me. “I can’t Mason. I’m so tired. I can’t.”

I take her face in my hands. “You are the strongest woman I know. Hell, the strongest person I know. You can do this. I know you can.” I reach my arm around her shoulders, helping her to sit up.

“Push, Luna.” The doctor says and I push my strength into her,

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giving her as much of myself as I can to help her.

She screams, bearing down hard and I hear a gushing sound as the doctor sighs. Instantly, I smell the blood and body fluids and I turn, seeing our child in the doctor’s hands.

Jara falls on the bed, breathing heavily.