Eryn POV
We pull up to a large building on the outskirts of Johnston City. The armed security outside of the doors makes me uncomfortable. Werewolves shouldn't carry weapons; we have all the defenses we need within our bodies. Seeing them with machine guns doesn't sit well with me.
"This is the dumbest s**t we have ever done," Jackson grumbles.
"That is really saying something," Atticus chuckles. "We have done our fair share of stupid shit."
Natalie is whimpering in my arms. I bounce her up and down, but I don't take my eyes off the entrance. I had assumed Emma would be waiting for us out front, but I don't see her.
"I should go in alone," I murmur.
"Absolutely the f**k not," Atticus growls.
I tear my eyes away from the armed guards. "You are… well you, and I am less
