"Let her go Meredith. I am the one you want to hurt. Right?" Ana took a step into the room, ignoring the anger seething Garrison. If he wanted to blame anyone, blame himself. He had brought this trouble to their home.
If he thought that she was going to wait for him in the garden like an obedient wife, he was a fool to believe that.
"You want to hurt me. Don't you? Then why are you dragging innocents in it?" she enticed the second princess who grinned like a fool.
"Oh dear lord! Is it love that you share? So much affection that you can not see each other getting hurt?" her hands signaled at her assassins, "hold her!"
But before they could move, Garry was quick to his feet and lunged on them. He threw the man who tried to touch Ana with a push. And the man landed on the wall on the other side.
