A Caged Songbird's Escape: Into the Arms of a Predator novel Chapter 508

She had called his name with that familiar, intimate warmth.

Rowan's entire body went rigid. Something electric shot through his eardrums, blazing straight into his blood and sending a tremor all the way down his spine.

This was the first time since their reunion that she had spoken to him with such pure, unadulterated devotion.

If someone else hadn't been staying in the apartment with her, Rowan would have lost all self-control.

Wait.

He was losing it anyway.

Rowan threw the door open and strode out, ignoring Rex's confused question about where he was going so late at night.

He stayed silent on the phone, but the rustling continued on her end. Pulling the curtains shut and slipping under the covers, Elissa teased, "If not, then I guess I was just flattering myself."

"Come outside for a second," Rowan said, his voice dangerously low.

"What?"

Elissa froze. She had no idea what he wanted, but knowing he was never impulsive, she instinctively climbed out of bed and walked toward the door before he could even answer.

The motion-sensor lights in the hallway had already timed out. Moonlight spilled through the window, bathing the tall, broad-shouldered man in a soft silver glow. But the way his sharp, luminous eyes locked onto her was absolutely predatory.

A delicate flutter brushed against her heart. She squeezed her palms. "What's so urgent that I had to come out—"

Before she could finish, the man pulled her into a crushing embrace. And then, he finally answered her previous question. "I did want to."

"You were completely right. You weren't flattering yourself at all."

"My little Nine is so smart."

He rested his jaw gently against the top of her head. His dark, raspy voice—laced with an intoxicating blend of seriousness and pure indulgence—sent a burning flush creeping up Elissa's neck.

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