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

Pierce was silent the entire drive to the house he’d recently built just down the road from the Pride House. He was so damn nervous he practically vibrated right out of the driver’s side of the car he’d borrowed from Hunter.


His Neta had left him the keys, told him where he’d parked, and waved him away. A couple of agents from the DPCA gave them a lift in their ATVs to the vehicle when they’d finished answering questions, and Pierce was free to take Toni home.


He was a fucking jumble of mixed emotions, the least of which was not pure gratitude. Toni was safe, whole, and he had her back.


Thank the gods, the Fates, the universe, and Yogi.


Toni’s stalker bear was going to be spoiled like no other ursine on the planet. He was already planning a huge rehabilitation pen in his backyard so the creature could live out his old age in peace.


Chapter Book8 Epilogue