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

After what was the most surprising, and sinfully delicious, sexual experience of her life, Megan came back to her apartment not expecting to hear from Cole until the next day at least when she was supposed to go to the garage to give him and some of the pack her custom design work. She had a few small pieces she’d painted, and an entire portfolio of photos of projects she’d finished.


Truth was, Megan was bad at this part. Well, technically, she was bad at most parts involving relationships. Not that she was in a relationship with Cole. Her Tiger snapped her jaws, the animal not okay with how she left his place.


Oh fuck, she was in trouble. Her she-Cat had a tendency to get clingy, and Megan needed to set some boundaries before the animal did something stupid. Like accidentally bond to the hulking male.


Chapter Eight