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

Jessica groaned as something shoved her and she face planted on the carpet of the trunk of her little SUV.


One second, she was trying to grab Uncle Uzzi’s packages with Reg chatting next to her, and the next something knocked her down. Something big and strong. But she wasn’t afraid. Not exactly.


Heat pooled between her legs, and she had to clench them together to stave the flow as her inner Tiger purred away. The thing that knocked her down was sniffing about her bottom, paying attention to the sliver of exposed skin under her butt cheek. Using her Shifter senses, she took a deep breath.


Her inner she-Cat chuffed happily. It was definitely Brayden. But what the heck was he doing?


Chapter Twelve