The Claiming by Cooper novel Chapter 291

The Claiming by Cooper Book 4

The Beta Trials by Cooper (Jace & Jordan)

Chapter 18 (Jace)

It had taken me hours to fall asleep, after lying in bed for hours thinking of Jordan’s naked body, fresh in my head from earlier that day and then thinking of the water from the shower sliding over her body.

I thought taking matters into my own hands would have taken the edge off. I mean, after twenty-five years, I’m pretty adept at it, but that image of her, the thought of being in the shower with her, watching her hands as they soaped up her body? Well, I had to take matters into my own hands twice more after that before I could finally fall asleep.

I’m up early again, knowing we have a s*hit-ton of work to do today. I quickly shower, and the image of Jordan floats back into my head, so I take precious time to rub another one out before I start my day. F*uck, how the hell am I going to travel alone with her?

I get dressed quickly and head downstairs, making sure the omegas are set to make food for even more people today, since the scientists and who knows how many others are coming. I have them make up a couple of breakfast sandwiches and coffee and send it up to Jordan’s room so she can eat while she’s getting ready.

“One for you, too, Gamma,” one of the omegas says to me.

“Thanks, Tina. Do you know if Beta Elijah is up yet?” I ask, taking a bite of food.

“He is,” he says behind me, scrubbing his face and looking exhausted. I feel bad for him, He expected to retire very soon, anticipating handing over the Beta duties to his son. Now, he’ll have to stay on longer and train whatever new Beta we bring in.

“Good morning, Jace,” Layan says walking in behind him. “Is this for Alpha Jordan?” she asks.

“Yes, Beta.”

“I’ll take it to her,” she says.

“Good morning, Beta Layan,” I call out to her as she bustles back out of the kitchen.

Alpha Mason and Luna Jara come in right behind her.

“Coffee! Please for all that’s good and holy, I need coffee!” Luna Jara says, walking to the coffee pot.

“Here you go, Luna,” one of the omegas says, having already started pouring some coffee.

“Thank you, Cathy. You know I can’t function without my coffee,” she says. “So, what’s the plan for today?” Alpha Mason asks.

I’m just about to say that depends on the council members when Jordan comes in, breakfast sandwich in one hand, and coffee in the other.

“I need to speak to Councilman Jason and find out what his plans are for the rogues today,” she says. “I told the warriors in quarantine that the three of us would be rotating through there every day they are in quarantine so we can make sure that everyone is okay, and no one needs anything.”

“I can go now, make sure nothing happened overnight,” Elijah says. “I’ll come with you,” Layan says. “Me as well. I know we won’t know anything about a possible infection until the scientists get here, but I’d like to lay eyes on the warriors myself.”

“Thank you,” Jordan says as the three of them make their way out of the kitchen.

“Let’s go sit in the dining room and talk. I don’t want everyone coming in and flooding the kitchen looking for coffee and food,” I say and see the omegas give me a look of thanks.

Both Mason and Jason move down the stairs to greet the doctor that they worked with nearly 20 years ago. “And Councilman Jason, it’s good to see you again as well,” the doctor says.

Jordan and I turn our attention to the young woman who gets out of the car. She is also wearing glasses, but I get the impression that she doesn’t need them and only wears them to look older so people will take her seriously. Jordan steps up to her.

“Welcome. I’m Alpha Jordan and this is my Gamma, Jace.”

“Hello, I’m Kyra Braxton. It’s nice to meet you both, although I wish it were under better circumstances.”

“Oh, Kyra, come meet Alpha Mason and Councilman Jason,” Dr. Braxton says to her, motioning her over.

She steps up and introduces herself to both men before turning to her father. “You do realize that Alpha Jordan is the new Alpha for this pack father, and you have yet to introduce yourself to her and her Gamma?” she says gently but firmly to the older man.

“Oh, goodness me! How could I have forgotten! Yes, yes,” he comes bustling over. He’s a bit hunched over, as if he spends all his time looking down and his motions are stiff as if he doesn’t move around a lot.

“Oh goodness, let me look at you. Oh, you look so much like your mother. Beautiful, just like her. The last time I saw you, you were just a newborn,” Dr. Braxton says. I want to be irritated that he hasn’t even addressed Jordan as an Alpha, but with him, he seems more like crazy scientist rather than someone who doesn’t value her position.

“DAD!” Kyra says, exasperated with her father. “This is Alpha Jordan,” she says, emphasizing her title, “and this is her Gamma, Jace.”

He turns to me, his mouth opening into an ‘O’. “Oh, little Jace. Oh well, you’re not so little anymore are you, young man? You’re all grown up now.”

“Yes, doctor,” I say, shaking his hand while his daughter rolls her eyes behind his back.

“Now,” Dr. Braxton says, rubbing his hands together, his eyes full of excitement. “What’s this I hear about another outbreak?”