Giselle spun around to find herself locked in the embrace of Henry.

She immediately struggled to break free, but his arms, like relentless vines, held her waist in an unyielding grip.

“Let me go!” Giselle’s face, flushed with anger, was inches from his.

“No!”

Chase stepped forward, reaching for Giselle’s free hand, only to be halted by Henry’s sharp gaze.

Despite his palpable fear, Chase couldn’t suppress his heroic impulse. “Release her! Hou ...