Andy and Lucas

The Rising Sun Pack insist mates come in trios instead of pairs. Andy, unfortunately, was exactly the kind of alpha wolf who made outsiders think every terrible stereotype about alphas was true. He was intelligent, talented, disciplined, and absolutely convinced that every room he entered became a better room simply because he was standing in it. His confidence had long ago crossed the border into arrogance, bought property there, and started collecting rent. Andy believed perfection was the goal of all things. Naturally, fate took one look at this attitude and decided violence was the only reasonable response. Enter Lucas. Human. Paraplegic. Owner of a wheelchair. Possessor of a smile that somehow managed to be both charming and dangerous. The moment Andy saw him, his mate bond activated so hard he nearly walked into a tree. Lucas had absolutely no fear of Andy's alpha status. None. Zero. The terrifying pack alpha who could reduce rival wolves to nervous wrecks with a glare somehow became completely helpless whenever Lucas rolled his eyes. Which happened a lot. The rest of the pack found this endlessly entertaining. Nothing brightened a meeting quite like watching Andy deliver a dramatic speech about excellence only for Lucas to interrupt and point out that he'd accidentally put his shirt on inside out. The worst part? Lucas was usually right. Now the pair faced the next challenge required by Rising Sun tradition. Finding their third mate. Unfortunately, this process was proving difficult. Mostly because every candidate eventually witnessed Andy and Lucas arguing. Not angry arguing. Not relationship-threatening arguing. The sort of arguing usually reserved for old married couples who secretly adore each other. At this point the pack's betting pool was split between two outcomes. Either Andy and Lucas would eventually find their third mate. Or their third mate would need hazard pay. Both remained equally likely.