18- taking a stand part 2

The idea dawned on her that she had been drugged, and not just given alcohol. She was about to say something to Aksel, but he didnt have a glass at all. 

"I'm getting tired." She said, "Let's call the driver. She got up and stumbled a bit on her feet and left the room to find someone to call the driver. 

In a few minutes, he had pulled up and she got in, followed by Aksel. 

"Are you ok miss?" Carlston asked noticing her demeanor was off. 

She leaned on the window and put her hands to her head, trying to stabilize her thoughts. 

"She's just a bit drunk." Aksel said. 

Carlston nodded, "Um…of course." He said. 

She hadn't had very much of Aksel's drink earlier, so he had worried that it would last very long, so he brought along her glass. 

"You wouldn't want to waste this, it's expensive champagne. You're already drunk anyways right? Why not just finish it?" 

She looked over to him tiredly, and began to feel a little better. Her werewolf immune system was pretty good at clearing things. She began to feel a little hot though, like she wanted to make out with him. 

Dang it! This bond magic!!! Why did she have to feel like this all of the time???!!!! When y she found her husband she would give him an earful for dating someone else. 

Of course, probably he didn't remember her either, so it wouldn't be his fault. 

As she cleared her head from the champagne though, the feeling of sexiness that she was feeling went away as well. 

She took the cup from Aksel's hand and looked at the liquid. Had it been the drink they had given her? It made sense that the Alpha would drug her, but date rape drugs? She furrowed her eyebrows and looked over at Aksel who sat there innocently with a look of reassurance on his face. 

He was waiting for her to drink it. Her blood ran a little cold. A slight shiver went down her spine. 'Had he done this to me?' 

There was only one way to know. She adjusted the glass and as her fingers touched the horn, she froze the liquid inside of it and feigned downing the whole thing. 

Aksel smiled and sat back in his seat contentedly. 

After a while, the girl seemed fast asleep. 'Just as I thought' Carlston said in his mind as he noticed this in the rear view mirror. The Alpha pulled this type of crap regularly on women and this girl, as powerful as she was, was no different. The poor thing. This boy of hers must have asked for help to get with her. He clenched his fist and pushed send on a text he had sent to Sirius. 

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In the hotel parking lot, Sirius was already waiting. He heard a ding as his phone recieved a text message. 

"Hey your wife is on her way with that scum of a companion, it looks like he has drugged her, she's asleep already. He must be trying to rape her." 

Sirius could confirm this, he had felt drowsy a bit ago, followed by racing thoughts and a need to touch somebody. The only confusing bit was that he felt fine now. Huh? Weird.

He texted back, "copy that." 

The driver had his phone silenced so he didn't notice the message come in. He didn't expect Sirius to answer. At the state that the girl was in, surely Sirius would be passed out too wherever he was. At least when he woke up, maybe he could help her get out of this relationship she was in, help her cope with what happened to her tonight. Carlston couldn't do anything about it. 

This was where he had to draw the line, because if he interfered with the Alpha's plans, he would be killed. 

He pulled up to the hotel and got out of the car, opening the door. 

He came around and opened Saoirse's door and lifted her up gently. "I can carry her for you." He offered.

Aksel nodded, "Thank you very much." He got out and followed Carlston to the entrance of the hotel. 

Sirius saw them get out and as Carlston lifted up the woman from the car, Sirius saw her pale, gentle face, flushed as if from a deep slumber. She leaned on Carlston's chest and her long, white hair with bits of blue, hung down, draping over her shoulder and her back. She wore a headband with cascading white beads and her hair had been tied back slightly, but only a small portion of the top section. 

Her long blue dress hung nearly to the floor as Carlston held her, so Sirius couldn't see her feet. It had beads and lace flowers and she lay a bit limply, so her sleeve had fallen a bit revealing her left shoulder.

Sirius had never seen such a beautiful woman. As she slept there, he felt like time had stopped and all he could do was love her. 

What a gentle, innocent thing she was. 

He moved his gaze to the man who stood by Carlston. In his expensive grey suit, he looked like a billionaire who was getting his way as he followed Carlston with an evil grin. His blond hair was a bit long too, it was slicked back in a few corn rows, and it was full of braided beads. 

He adjusted his sleeve cuffs and they walked into the building. 

And she was pregnant.

How dare he intend to touch her!!!!!!! Sirius filled with rage at the idea and he got out of the car and shut the door behind him.