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Jason smiled at the other. âThanks. Maybe Iâll have you tell my dad and bros that.â He chuckled softly and shook his head. âTrust me. I ainât no cub. And if you really think I am I could think of a few ways to show you the kind of alpha I am.â He began walking with the other, shoving his mask in his back pocket. âMy motorcycle is just outside. You fine with me giving you a ride?â He grinned and offered his red helmet to the other. He was more than happy to offer up his helmet and ride without one himself.
âYou are compared to me,â Pedro pointed out with. chuckle. âI am older, taller, more muscular...You are but a cub. A cute one, but still a cub.â Pedro pointed out with a smile as he patted the other manâs cheek. Pedro nodded his head when the other offered to give him a ride. âAlright. But you take the helmet. Us werebears are known for our durability, especially when weâre fully matured such as myself.â Pedro explained. âIf you take the road to the surrounding forest, thereâs a mansion a few miles out. Thatâs where the packhouse is.â




















