The Claiming by Cooper novel Chapter 227

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Contest by Cooper (Jaxon & Evangeline)

Chapter 27 (Evangeline)

When we get to my grandmother’s pack,

Alpha Jonas and Luna Melinda are there to greet me.

“Alpha Jonas,” I say, as I get out of the car, “I hope it’s okay that I stay here for a while.”

“I’ve already spoken to your mother. You can stay as long as you like,” he tells me.

“How about I show you to your room? I’ve put you down the hall from your grandmother,” Luna Melinda says to me, hooking her arm through mine.

“Thank you. I really appreciate this,” I say.

“It’s no problem. I understand difficult parents when it comes to the mate bond,” she says, looking at her mate.

I’m glad they finally worked things out. I had heard rumblings, some overheard conversations between my mother and father or my mother and grandmother. And since Alpha Jonas was both of their alpha at one point, they had been angry that Luna Melinda’s mother was keeping her from her mate.

As we walk, she continues talking. “I knew Jonas was my mate before I turned 18, too. You just feel the pull to them, right?” she asks me.

I’ve never had the opportunity to spend time with Luna Melinda, but I like her already.

“Right! Everything about him just draws me to him,” I tell her.

“And, Alpha Jaxon is 18, so he would be feeling the bond as well.”

I turn and look at her. I’d forgotten that she came from his pack.

She smiles at me. “I grew up with Jaxon. He’s a good man and he’ll make a great Alpha. I’m quite sure that he’ll win this competition and get his pack. He deserves it.”

She leads me down a hallway, my grandmother and Alpha Jonas trailing behind us with my bag.

“And what about you, Alpha Evangeline. If you know that Jaxon is your mate, do you plan to continue to compete in the contest?” she asks.

“Melinda,” Alpha Jonas’s tone is one of tolerant warning.

“Jonas, I’m just asking. Evangeline is an Alpha, and she may want her own pack, separate from her mate,” she says, and I swear I see Alpha Jonas roll his eyes to the ceiling, possibly asking the Moon Goddess for patience.

I know my lips are twitching and she winks at me.

“So? What’s your plan?”

“I plan to continue to fight and win the contest.”

“Good for you!” she says as we get to a door at the end of the hallway. “Here you go. Now, why don’t you get settled and then come join us on the back porch. It has a lovely view of the forest line, and your grandmother makes a mean sweet tea.”