Chapter 72

** Paige’s POV ** “I don’t need an entourage,” I argue, standing in the middle of the living room with my arms crossed, glaring at my four very stubborn men. “I’m going to see my sister. That’s it. Five minutes down the road, no danger, no hunters, no apocalypse waiting in the bushes.” Ryder shakes his head. “Not happening.” “Paige,” Callen says softly, already pulling on his boots, “you could trip and break your ankle. Or someone could show up uninvited. Or…” “Or a squirrel might look at me funny?” I cut in, rolling my eyes. “You guys can’t come everywhere with me.” Parker, who has been quiet until now, lifts his brow at me. “Yes, we can.” I throw my hands up. “Do you realise how insane this is? Poppy is going to wonder why I have a group of men sitting in my living room like a pack of…” “Wolves?” Callen finishes with a smirk. I glare at him, but he only looks amused. “Do you know how suspicious you’ll look? Four guys, all hovering, all glaring at my sister like she might attack me.”