Skylar
“It’s nice to meet you finally, Amber,” Uncle Carlton greets my mate.
I sense tension from Amber as she shakes his hand. She looks away from my uncle and stands next to Tyler. I temporarily ignore it and smile at Uncle Carlton, “When did you get here?” I ask.
Uncle Carlton grins at me, “Skylar,” He pats my back. “It’s good to see you. I got here a few minutes before the verdict. I had stuff to deal with at the company,” He looks at my father, “You know, the company that sustains your pack.”
Dad rolls his eyes, “I know, Carl.”
Uncle Carlton looks at me, “Lovely mate, you got.”
“She is,” I smile at Amber, who gives me a wry smile and buries her face in Tyler’s shoulder.
“Hey, Ty,” Uncle Carlton greets my twin.
“Dwight didn’t come?” Tyler wonders about our cousin.
“No,” Carl
