Chapter 115 Feral

• Atticus POV
• The sounds of screams reach my ears, and I know they are coming from my apartment. I have two options. I can shift and waltz into the complex naked, or Hero can barge in, and I pray no one shoots at me. When another scream pierces the night, Hero doesn't let me make the decision.
• He charges into the apartment building and straight for the elevator. There is more screaming, but it comes from the people around me. They have, no doubt, never seen a werewolf before or a real wolf. No one is sure how to act, especially when Hero presses the buttons to the elevator with his nose.