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

Michael closed his eyes, taking a moment to savor his proximity to Kylie before he stepped back down.


She rushed down the ladder immediately after him as if she was running from a fire with her head tucked and shoulders slightly hunched in.


Everything about her physical reaction was screaming at him to get away, but he just couldn’t do it. He took the ladder from her hands as she attempted to close it and moved it over to the other side of the banner.


“You got this then?” she asked, and he closed his eyes while a spike of lust surged through him at the dulcet tone.


“If you can stay and tell me when it is even, it might go a little faster,” he suggested.


He saw the minute she realized Jessica had left them to it.


“Fine, but you better move like green grass through a goose. I’ve got better things to do,” Kylie replied, her Southern accent flaring to life as she grumbled at him.


Chapter Four