C.D. Gorri

He’s the leader of his Pride. She’s a normal with no idea Shifters exist.

Calling a Magical Matchmaking Service isn’t exactly ideal, but Hunter Maverick is desperate to find his mate.

If he doesn’t have control of the eight-hundred-pound Tiger living inside him, he can’t run the Pride. The best way to manage his beast is to claim a female as his own, but no one in his Pride calls to him. Only his fated mate will do.
There’s just one problem.

He has no idea who she is.

The Maverick Pride Tales

After an hour of running about the forest, chasing his fiery little mate, Reg had to admit defeat.


Gretchen came out of her bathroom still damp from the quick shower she took. She was wearing nothing but a bath sheet, but suddenly, she appeared very conscious of that fact.


Must be the way Reg was staring at her. Like if he looked hard enough, he could see right through the thing.


She gulped and pulled it tighter. Fuck. He knew they needed to talk, even though all he wanted was to jump on her and have her ride him till the sun came up.


His chest rumbled as he watched her from his position on her couch, wearing the jeans he’d left behind in her salon. Nerves on edge, he’d stopped breathing the second she entered the room.


Was it possible she’d grown even more beautiful in a matter of days? His body reacted predictably, and he refused to hide it. It was a bloody fucking miracle. This kind of heat and need always was.


Chapter Seventeen