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.

from you again

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

dropped it an octave, praying I played

on

on this

Aasim

seem to think I’m your personal messenger boy?” The man sighed heavily, as though the task was a massive inconvenience

one?” Badru said out loud, without thinking, from where

you to stay

Alpha Isaac?” A superior voice drew my attention

tone… did

“Still here.”

He prompted when I stupidly remained

as the world’s biggest i***t. A career in espionage was not going to be

last payment,” I used what Elan had said and hoped, prayed, for

repeated. “You told me to purposely delay the payment for your last two packages for a few more months till you said so. Is this you giving your

tell your boss to send it,” I swallowed my

had to mean our mate

French overlord? Ha! You’re funny Alpha. And here I thought you were a

the f**k off the phone!’ Badru’s wide eyes warned. ‘I don’t know who this guy is, but

you got any more messages for Frenchie?” The trailing end of the

“No.”

then. And, no hard feelings

keep the question

did that comment mean? How the hell did I even press about that without giving myself

nothing else,” and I thought the unsettling man on the 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

clue what

guy flirt with

out of everything he heard, this

seriously your

our mother. What did he mean about her? What the f**k did any

those last words. “Whatever our dad is hiding, it goes far

of finding what my father was hiding. Because if I

the drawer I was about to slam shut and looked at it from the side, moving to peer back within it. “It’s

lay a black leather ledger. My brother pulled it out and flicked through the pages, setting it out on the desk.

recognise anywhere… Evie’s locket. I opened it

He took it…

it all this

our pain, knowing he had

I read with my father, thinking it

him, he didn’t react, continuing to stare at the

pushed the book under my nose and pointed to the listed

invoices, as do the monetary amounts,” he pointed out. “The payments come roughly a month after the date written in the

read the passages, noting hair colours, eye colours, approximate ages,

his voice shook. “The payments are for people.

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