her cap. Her big brown eyes were framed with thick lashes, and her perfect plump, heart-shaped mouth looked tense with worry. He needed to say something, but he was afraid to open his mouth. He knew if he did his cat would be in his voice as he roared out Mine .
Will could sense the uncomfortable feeling coming off of her as well as the smell of it edging into fear. He couldn’t have that. He wouldn’t be the cause of his mate’s fear.
He cleared his throat although it still sounded rough with his cat just barely holding back. “Tell me your name.”
It was an order even though he hadn’t intended it to be. The alpha in his voice he couldn’t control.
He watched her eyes dilate at the sound of his deep voice, and he felt his cock swell in his jeans. Fuck him. He liked that.
“Delaney Jane,” she whispered.
He saw her take a staggered little breath after she spoke, and it made a sweet heat curl in his chest. She felt him, she could feel what was between them, even if she didn’t know what it was.
“Delaney,” he said quietly, tasting her name on his tongue. His brain immediately made it Delaney Klein, which he liked even better.
“Are you okay, Mr. Klein? You look unwell,” she said cautiously. For some reason, all of her instincts were on high alert. It wasn’t danger that had her tense; it was something she couldn’t put her finger on. There was a vibe coming off the man in front of her that had her feeling dizzy and off balance.
“My name is Will. Say it.” Again it came out like an order. The shiver he saw hit her didn’t have him wanting to change his tone.
“Will,” she said with an audible swallow. “I’m sorry, you’re kinda freaking me out. Is there something wrong? I’ll be done with your car tonight if that’s the problem.”
Delaney was struggling to figure out that massive mood change that was only feeling more overwhelming as the seconds ticked by.
“I need a minute,” he growled. He turned to see a stack of tires against a wall and headed towards them. Leaning against them, he crossed his arms over his chest. His eyes were on her, though, not moving from her face.
Delaney fidgeted but stood still as she watched him take deep breaths, his chest rising under his crossed arms like he was trying to get control of something she didn’t understand. She felt like she should put something sturdy between them but resisted the urge. Finally, his eyes slid closed, and she saw his lips move but couldn’t hear what he was saying.
Will was talking his cougar down; he needed to focus, and his cat was not helping. He knew that he was speaking too quiet for her to hear, so she wouldn’t be upset at his chant of mine under his breath. “Mine, all mine. Forever mine,” he repeated. It quieted his cat, knowing that man and beast were on the same page.
The number of things going through Will’s head was like a movie on fast forward. He was thinking of how to get her to fall in love with him. How was he was going to get her to move to Nevada and convince her he wasn’t crazy? How and when was he was going to get her naked, and mark her with his bite so everyone would know she was his? All of these things hit him at once, and he didn’t know where to start.
Taking a fortifying breath, he opened his eyes and saw his mate with her head tilted to the side. Her forehead scrunched as she kept her wary eyes on him. His last lungful of air took in the garage, her sweet candy scent and the dinner he brought. First things first, he needed to feed his mate.
“Dinner,” he said gruffly.
“Oh, yeah. We can eat in the breakroom or out here?” Delaney was willing to do anything that didn’t include the staring contest they were currently having.
She watched Will look around his surroundings and then turn to look over his shoulder at the door with the large window that was the breakroom. It appeared he didn’t like his options all of a sudden, which made Delaney uncomfortable.
He pushed