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

Sheila heaved out a sigh and wiped up yet another spill on the otherwise gleaming bar top with a clean rag. Normally, she liked her job, but tonight she was a bit preoccupied.


He walked in a half hour ago. Stupid Lion, with his stupid, thick, glossy hair, tempting her to walk over, straddle his lap and run her fingers all through the perfectly tousled golden locks. It was ridiculous for a man to have such good hair! He looked like he hardly did a thing to it, but it was way too perfect for no effort. She’d bet half her tips he spent an hour on that head every damn morning.


It was all Sheila could do to keep her animal away from the dumb pussycat—tempting, dominant beast of a male. He’d been showing up daily for weeks now. Just pranced on inside her bar every damn day, like he owned the place.


Irritating, heavy handed, sexy, muscular, gorgeous—wait, what?


Chapter 2