Carlos’ POV
I didn’t think I could hate Carletta more than I do right now. I look at the blood pooling all over Emma’s hind leg. ‘If blood is pooling at the top of her leg, that means that the bullet didn’t go all the way through.’ Callum said.
I sniffed the air and mixed with ash, blood, and gunpowder… there was the smallest trace of silver. I let out a vicious snarl as I snapped my head towards Carletta.
Her eyes are wide as if she is shocked about the bullet hitting Emma. I didn’t hesitate. I made another mad dash towards Carletta. When she finally snapped out of her daze of shooting someone, I was close enough to leap.
Before she could raise the gun again. I claimed my teeth onto her arm and shook my head violently. Breaking her arm and making the gun go skidding away from us. Carl
