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

“You’re a fucking idiot,” Derrick, his Alpha and best friend, said and tossed back a shot of Mason Lane’s newest artisan distilled whiskey, Peanut Butter Bite.


The dark-haired Alpha nodded at Phoenix, who then added a few cases of the liquor to their regular order. It was bound to be a hit with canid Shifters and Pachyderms who frequented the place.


How normals never caught on to Shifters was a mystery to Brock, but whatever. He supposed most people only saw what they wanted to see.


“You know, if you chase that with this Jersey Devil’s Brewery Sour Raspberry ale, it’s like eating a PB&J,” Phoenix remarked and wagged his eyebrows.


“Great. Put it on the cocktail specials for this month,” Derrick said to him, then turned to nod at Brock.


“Phoenix, what do you think of this idiot over here?”


Chapter 9