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

If Pierce died right then and there, he would die a happy Tiger.


Watching Toni do her slow striptease without moving a muscle was a magic trick Pierce did not know he could pull off—until he did. Was it worth all those long seconds of muscle torture?


The woman was stunning. Long-limbed and curved like the goddess of love herself, Toni was a stunner. Her dark, glossy hair fell down her back in a velvet curtain. He gulped loudly, daydreaming about how good it would look spread across his crisp white sheets.


Did he say stunning? Oh, she was more than that.


Sassy. Lioness. Badass. Goddess. Keeper of his heart. Owner of his body. Love of his life. Mate. Mate. MATE.


His thoughts ran wild as he drank her in. From head to toe, Toni was breathtaking. Her skin was lightly tanned, smooth, and supple. She had a few tiny scars on her knees, speaking to the childhood she had briefly told him about. Scuffles with her siblings, and shenanigans and wild pranks.


Chapter Nine