Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 85

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 85

CHAPTER 82 – DID HE FLIRT WITH YOU?

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SPOILER ALERT

THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS REFERENCES TO PREVIOUS BOOKS IN THE SERIES

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Astennu

I tried to keep the tremble out of my hand as the mouse slid across the mat to open the first hidden-away file. Badru quickly gripped my shoulder in silent support, the same horrid apprehension gripping his centre as it was mine.

All the falsified invoices were there, twenty-two of them in total and dating back a decade, just as Elan had found. Each was different, listing a contrasting vendor name, amount paid and service rendered; accounting, consultancy, construction…

The fact our father had these hidden on his computer told us one simple dark truth. He was not only aware of the payments to the pack, he was involved with them.

Why? What were they truly for?

‘I don’t know, but he’s the reason our mate is gone,’ Aasim roared with venom. ‘He waved that damned stolen schedule in our face like we had f****d up when he KNEW!’

My wolf’s rage seeped and blended with mine. I didn’t know how, but I knew these bullshit payments had to have something to do with my mate’s disappearance. He had the power over Janet to make her do what he wanted and was why she wouldn’t say anything. The threat on her daughter was real… and it came from my own father.

The damn family photograph leered at me. Was this why he moved it here? Out of some sick guilt?

In a single motion, I snatched the photo and hurled it across the room. The frame and glass shattered, putting a crater in the opposing wall.

“We should call this number for ourselves,” Badru surprised me with a calm and level tone. He hadn’t batted an eye at my explosion.

“I’m being serious,” he repeated when I stared back at him in dismay. “If we’re about to beat the ever-living s**t out of our own father, I want to know precisely what for first.”

I took a deep breath, the air containing nowhere near enough oxygen to fill my lungs and calm me.

“You do it, Ru. You’re better at improvising and acting.”

My clumsy distraction in the kitchen had turned my stomach with cringe.

“I am, but you do a better impersonation of dad and you know it. Even mom was fooled that one time. Which got awkward real quick,” he grimaced, paling.

It was intended as a joke a few years ago and had back-fired mortifyingly.

“Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you when I f**k this up.”

“You won’t,” he handed me the landline phone. “You got this.”

“Ok,” I gave in and accepted the phone. “Try and stay quiet.”

I dialled the number in haste, copying it from my brother’s phone screen, and listened to the ringing tone signalling the number was operating.

hadn’t ever heard in my life, drawled out. “Hearing from you again so soon! What can I do for you? You can’t have a little gem

no idea what to say. How the hell do I pretend to be my father, when this man clearly knew him and, from the sound of the familiarity, he knew our father

dropped it an octave, praying I

need to pass on a message

message to be passed on? Passed on to who?! This is why Badru should be on this

why we plan things,’ Aasim wiped his paw

messenger boy?” The man sighed heavily, as though the task was a massive inconvenience and one asked of him too many times.

said out loud, without thinking, from where he listened in

literally just told you to stay quiet!’ I mind-linked him with a

Alpha Isaac?” A

his tone… did he

“Still here.”

prompted when

A career in espionage was not

on the last payment,” I used what Elan

“You told me to purposely delay the payment for your last two packages for a few more months till you

swallowed my snarl, as did

packages; he had to mean our mate

“Boss? That wannabe French overlord? Ha! You’re

eyes warned. ‘I don’t know who

you’re finished pulling my leg, you got any more messages for Frenchie?” The trailing end

“No.”

alrighty then. And, no hard feelings about your

I tried to keep the question out of my

hell did I even press about that without giving myself

other end of the phone line was about to hang up. “Before you go, Alpha. Rest assured, I won’t go running to your daddy to rat you out,” his laughter rang loudly once more, letting me know my act was screwed. “Consider it my good deed of the day… and because you sound

the phone down, not having the first clue what part of any of that conversation to question

guy flirt with

head up to my brother, that out of everything he heard, this was what he focused

seriously your first

he mean about her? What the f**k did any of that

on those last words. “Whatever our

find an answer. A strange tranquillity overtook me, my mind blocking all else out other than my main focus of finding what my father was hiding. Because if I left this room, I would go to

to stop my aimless search. But he slid open the drawer I was about to slam shut and

back and revealing a false bottom. Inside, lay a black leather ledger. My brother pulled it out and flicked through the pages, setting it out on

its wake as my trembling hand pulled out a necklace I would recognise anywhere… Evie’s locket. I opened it anyway, knowing I would see the

He took it…

it all this

our pain, knowing he

read with my father, thinking it was

from the ledger and even when I placed the locket in front of him, he didn’t react, continuing to stare at the pages,

pushed the book under my nose

he pointed out. “The

hair colours, eye colours, approximate ages,

Badru’s fist clenched and his voice shook. “The payments are

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