Tyler
Amber got up to answer the door. I expected it to be our pizza.
“What do you want?” She says angrily.
I turn to see my twin standing in the doorway. “Can I hang out with you guys?” Skylar asks.
“No,” Amber responds and tries to close the door, but Skylar stops it.
“Let him in,” I say to her.
Amber glares at me, “No,” She huffs.
I hop up and walk over to them, “He is your mate, too,” I plead.
She breathes heavily through her nose and glares at me.
“I just want to hang out,” Skylar mumbles.
“Fine,” Amber snarls.
“Excuse me, alphas,” A female voice says just outside the door.
“Gina,” Amber grins at her.
“I have your pizzas and other food,” Gina pushes a food cart into the room.
“Did you make them?” Amber asks excitedly.
Gina shrugs as she pushes the cart into the room, “
