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

Hunter’s voice seemed far away as Brayden mulled over his lunch date with Jessica. He thought it went well, except for the nearly mauling her in her seat part. Damn female was so tempting, but she deserved better than to be jumped in a parked car like some horny teenager.


Then there was his other problem. Idiot that he was, he’d forgotten to ask her out on a second date. And no, he did not get her number either.


The snapping of the Neta’s fingers in his face soon brought him back to the present.


“Alright, as Lance here is the newest member of your crew, I’d like to see you give him more responsibility than he’s been getting. Do you think you can handle that, Lance?”


The murmured ‘yes sir’ had Brayden’s eyes snapping up. He liked Lance, but he was aware that Jessica had had a crush on the Tiger only weeks ago.


Chapter Nine