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her off, his voice strangled with the need to kill. Her father punished her for trying to help? What the hell? Who was that son of a bitch and just how hard could Ram kill him?
    She squared her shoulders. “That doesn’t matter. I won the right to help you save them. I need to do this much.”
    “Let’s go.” He turned and strode halfway through the club, knowing she followed him. Then he stopped, unable to let it go. “Ginny.”
    She paused midstep with her easy grace and met his gaze. “Yeah?
    “It matters.” Her father punished her? Oh yeah, it mattered.
    Then he turned and began to plan how to keep Ginny safe while keeping his hands off her and rescuing the witches.
    Chapter Three
    Ginny sat in Ram’s Range Rover, her fingers digging into the soft leather of the passenger seat. The six-foot-five man beside her easily dominated any space he occupied, but inside the cab?
    It was overwhelming.
    She glanced over at him again. His blonde hair was cut ruthlessly short, his face as harsh as his electric blue eyes, and his shoulders were nearly bursting from his t-shirt. He wore dark pants with his knife strapped to one thigh. Boots finished the look of raw jungle ability. There was nothing this man couldn’t do.
    For seven minutes, she’d recalled the route from Shane’s mind and directed Ram through the early morning darkness of Glassbreakers, California. He easily followed her directions while coordinating with Axel and Sutton on the Bluetooth.
    He turned, his gaze tracking over her. “This the place?” Tearing her gaze from him, she peered through the dark to the strip-mall car stereo shop.
    Exactly as it had looked in Shane’s memory. Repressing a shudder, she answered, “Yes.” The noise of the loud pounding music coming from the shop would cover any screams from tortured witches during the day. And at night? The place was deserted. No one was around to hear any frantic calls for help. Looking back at him, she asked, “What now?” His face hardened to stone. “Axel and I will get the witches out.”
    “But—” She snapped her mouth shut when the passenger door opened. Whipping around, she looked right into the light green eyes of her brother.
    “Come on, Gin,” Eli said.
    Instantly, she realized Ram and Eli planned to get her away from danger. Probably Ram had texted her brother. But she needed to be nearby to help Ram once he got close to the witch blood.
    Panic bubbled below her breastbone. “No. Eli, leave!” She threw off her seat belt and grabbed Ram’s arm. When his eyes widened in surprise, she realized she’d moved too fast, and was clutching his arm with too much strength. But she didn’t care. “You don’t understand. My father. He’ll make Eli go rogue! There are witches in there, if he loses control and kills one, he’ll lose his soul.”
    “Damn it, Ginny.” Eli’s harsh voice had her turning to look at him. “You should have called me! Told me that winged asshole hurt you. Again.”
    She saw her brother’s blazing hot anger and knew that raw emotion would only feed whatever her father chose to do to him. She wouldn’t be the cause of Eli’s misery. “Go home, Eli. Please, one way or another, he’ll destroy your soul.” Her brother knew exactly what her father was capable of, but he was too stubborn to listen to her. She turned to Ram.
    He flicked his gaze to Eli, then back to her. His arm flexed powerfully beneath her fingers.
    “Take Eli home where he’s safe.” He leaned closer. “I will never risk your life. Never. Not for anything or any power in the universe. Neither will your brother. We’ll both die first.”
    “Yeah, you will,” she snapped, realizing they were ganging up on her. Two big men, determined to save the ‘little woman.’ When even they should be able to see that she needed to save them .
    Eli tried to take hold of her arm.
    She shrugged him off. Focusing on Ram, she demanded, “But what about your souls? He’ll take Elis’s soul and