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

Annabeth almost died when every eye in the room landed on her. She caught sight of the crimson tint coating Cornelia’s overly made-up face and wondered if her own blush surpassed the skinny Lioness’ blazing rage. Lord knew the woman was a couple of cards short of a full deck.


So, Cornelia got embarrassed by the big boss. Oh well, it happened. And frankly, it served that haughty feline right, walking around like she was better than everyone else! Cornelia did not work any harder than the Golden girls did, but she snatched every opportunity to kiss their boss’ furry butt.


She’d been that way since they were all cubs in the Pride’s summer youth camp. Seriously. Always brown nosing the camp counselors. Cornelia was forever in everyone else's business.


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