C.D. Gorri

He’s an Alpha looking for a home.
She’s an outsider with no one to call her own.

Can they find what they’re searching for in each other?

Derrick Rand is an Alpha Dire Wolf, a rare and powerful species of Shifter. When he hears about the seemingly ideal town of Blue Valley, New Jersey, he, and his crew, fill their tanks and mount their bikes for the long cross-country ride. Tired of the nomadic life, Derrick is determined to find a place to call home.

Lucy Corwyn leads a fairly simple lifestyle, moving from town to town and working crappy jobs to make ends meet. Feline Hybrid Shifters aren't exactly high enough on the food chain to claim territory.

After her junker breaks down, Lucy finds herself stranded and without funds. Time is of the essence for this not-so-big Cat. She needs to earn some fast cash to fix her car before some dumb Shifter tries to turn her into a chew toy.

Luckily, she spies a help wanted sign at a biker bar. Walking into Serious Moonlight to inquire about a job is a piece of cake, or so she thinks. Imagine her surprise when the sexy new owner turns out to be her mate… and that's not all.

The gorgeous male is not only a Dire Wolf, he's the Pack Alpha. Larger than life and chock full of testosterone, this monster is used to getting his way, but that doesn't mean Lucy will make it easy on the big guy.

No way. No how.

If the big bad Wolf wants to catch this little she-Cat, he's gonna have to shake that sass.

Dire Wolf Mates

Derrick frowned hard at the sixth fucker who walked up to the back bar, eyeing Lucy like a hungry hyena coveting a lion’s kill across the wide expanse of wood before placing an order.


Why the heck had he ever promised to let her take care of herself tonight? She had nothing to prove to him. He knew her she-Cat was fierce and bold. But she was his, dammit. He wanted—no, he needed—to protect her. Wanted to provide for her. To keep her safe and secure.


It was ingrained in his DNA, for fuck’s sake. He watched as she smiled at the soon to be dead asshole, waving a crisp fifty-dollar bill at her while ordering his drink. The dickface tipped it towards her, almost brushing the filthy bill across her ample cleavage, but she snatched it before it made contact, and turned her back on him while hastily stuffing the bill in the tip jar by the cash register.


Good mate. Strong as hell woman. Badass Shifter.


Chapter 6