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.

“Hearing from you again so soon! What can I do for

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

cleared my voice and dropped it an octave,

on a

to be passed on? Passed on to who?! This is why Badru should be on this phone, not me. He was best at thinking on his feet. I had just blown this whole thing in nine

plan things,’ Aasim wiped his

The man sighed heavily, as though the task was a massive inconvenience and one asked of him too many times. “I’m taking a messenger

loud, without thinking, from where he listened

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

Alpha Isaac?” A superior voice drew my

about his tone…

“Still here.”

message?” He prompted when I stupidly remained

as the world’s biggest i***t. A career in

used what Elan had said

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

boss to send it,” I swallowed my snarl, as did my brother, whose claws dug into

packages; he had to

burst of laughter exploded through the earpiece. “Boss? That wannabe French overlord? Ha!

don’t

you got any more messages for

“No.”

no hard feelings about your

to keep the question out of

the hell did I even press about that without

was screwed. “Consider it my good deed of the day… and because you sound rather arousing when you’re trying

having the first clue what part of any of

guy

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

seriously your

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

on those last words. “Whatever our dad is hiding, it goes far beyond some shady

else out other than my main focus of finding what my father was hiding. Because if I left this room, I would go to him and my unnatural calm would explode. My wolf was somewhere screaming in my mind,

aimless search. But he slid open the drawer I was about to slam shut and looked at it from the side, moving

over his shoulder and felt the base, sliding it back and revealing a false bottom. Inside, lay a black leather ledger.

pulled out a necklace I would recognise anywhere… Evie’s locket. I opened it anyway, knowing I would see the small picture of

He took it…

had it

saw our pain, knowing he had done

signs I read with my father, thinking it was sympathy… and it was guilt,

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

the book under my nose and

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

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

“The payments are for people. Our father wasn’t relocating rogues… he was

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