~~Carter's PoV~~
My head is finally clear again, although it's still a bit hard to concentrate thanks to the pain in my balls. F*ck, Quinn has good aim. Hopefully she didn't cause any permanent damage or she might regret it as much as I do if she ends up mated to a man without any working equipment.
I know it's stupid, but these are the thoughts going around my head as I stagger to my feet and try not to think about what I nearly just did. That was the single most terrifying moment of my life. I could see myself about to strike, my claws out, and though there was part of me that knew just how wrong it was, that was crying out not to do it, I couldn't seem to stop myself. I couldn't seem to control my actions at all.
Until she said she loved me.
Then that part of me grew a lot stronger:
