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

Sighing inwardly, Jessica remembered her link, and worked double time to shield her thoughts and emotions from both Elissa and Brayden.


She didn’t need to make any more of an ass of herself. Hadn’t she done that by always running after Lance, the youngest of her brother’s guards?


But that was a whole other thing. Not the unrequited love everyone seemed to think she felt.


Oh, no. I mean, we’re fine. Uh, I just stepped on a stone back there.


Jessica replied, and if Tigers could blush, hers would be beet red.


The Bear nodded and turned around, completely ignoring Jessica. That was pretty much par for the course these last few weeks.


Ever since that scene in the kitchen, Brayden had acted like she pretty much did not exist. Not that she understood why. Like at all.


If he hated her so much, Jess just would not bother him. Okay, so she’d been a little annoying with all the questions when he’d first joined the Pride.


Chapter Two