King Braedon POV
I watched the blood drain out of Blair's face, the glass she was holding crash to the ground, shards splattering across the ground. Her body began to topple forward and I leaped forward to catch her, her eyes dazed and confused. She felt hot to the touch. I cursed out loud. Somebody had spiked her drink. I swept her up off her feet, cradling her across my chest, my feet propelling my body out of the marquee with amazing speed as Blair hung limply in my grasp, her breathing shallow and uneven.
"Son of a b***h" I roared, my anger increasing with every move I made, the hospital looming in the distance.
We should have been on our guard, but I never would have anticipated that somebody would have taken the risk of dosing Blair's glass with something during the summit of al
