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

What do you mean, you’re full? You can’t be,” Tracey moaned.


She tried frowning hard at the young man behind the desk, but the guy looked like he honestly regretted telling her the news.


“I am very sorry, miss. But we are all booked.”


Tracey closed her eyes and tried one of those deep breathing exercises she’d learned from the childhood psychologist her mother insisted she see.


Crap, she was bad at this. She exhaled quickly, almost passing out from lack of oxygen.


“Um, are you okay? What are you trying to do?”


“What? Yeah. Um, can you check again? I just need a minute,” she mumbled, shaking her hands and pacing the small office.


“Of course,” the young man replied with a sympathetic nod.


Tracey sucked at cursing, and at running away, too, apparently. What the heck was she doing here, anyway?


Chapter 4