Stephanie and Mia

The Rising Sun Pack had traditions most werewolves considered mildly unhinged. Their biggest one? Mates came in trios, not pairs. It was a sensible system until Stephanie got involved. Stephanie was an alpha werewolf built entirely from confidence, muscle, and terrible impulse control. She handled most situations by charging directly at them and growling louder than everyone else. This worked surprisingly well right up until the diplomatic meeting where she accidentally bonded herself to a naga. That naga being Mia. Mia still described the event as “the worst day of my extremely long life.” Nagakind viewed mating as sacred, deliberate, and deeply spiritual. They did not accidentally soul bond because an overexcited alpha tackled someone through a ceremonial incense table during an argument. Yet after one magical disaster, several broken relics, and a small fire nobody technically admitted causing, Stephanie and Mia ended up permanently tied together. The terrifying part was how well it worked. Stephanie was loud, affectionate, and treated personal space like a challenge. Mia was elegant, intelligent, and capable of threatening people so politely they sometimes thanked her afterward. Stephanie solved problems with intimidation. Mia solved them with venom and terrifying eye contact. Together they functioned like a beautifully dressed natural disaster. Now came the difficult part: finding their third. Unfortunately, most candidates reconsidered after meeting them. Some fled after Stephanie casually mentioned she once fought a bear “for cardio.” Others became nervous when Mia calmly explained she carried antidotes in her purse “strictly as a precaution.” Still, the pair remained hopeful. Somewhere out there had to be someone brave enough, patient enough, and possibly unstable enough to willingly join this relationship.