Windsor's POV
"Are you certain this place is safe?" I questioned as he guided me toward an immaculate house just minutes from the facility.
He switched on the lights, revealing spotless interiors. Removing his coat, he faced me directly.
"I purchased this property at nineteen. I needed somewhere close to Jelly. Plus the distance from the city provides complete privacy."
My jaw dropped slightly, amazed he owned real estate so young. Then again, True Alphas were groomed for leadership from childhood. They operated on an entirely different level.
Before I could process this further, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, leading me toward what appeared to be his bedroom. His distinctive scent overwhelmed me instantly, amplifying the yearning coursing through my veins.
"I need this," I blurted before my brain could intervene.
He stopped abruptly, turning with an amused expression. "Need what exactly?" he asked playfully.
