Chapter 10
Annette watched, guts twisting, as Mars climbed off the bed and stalked over to Jackson. The Prez wasn’t what she’d imagined at all. He was tall, his height imposing, even, especially in comparison to her, but he was skinny. Weedy, in fact. He looked like a good wind would knock him off his bike, which was utterly surreal as she'd never have figured a guy like him would be the leader of a bunch of huge ass bears.
Because, in comparison to Kiko and all the other bear shifters she’d seen over the last two days, mostly just in passing granted, Jackson was tiny. The others were like Mars: enormous. Bulging muscles, tall and stocky with a weight that made her wonder how their bikes weren’t squashed underneath them.
Saying that, she hadn’t had a problem with Mars lying on top of he
